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Yanbei was defeated, and the Feng family surrendered to the enemy. Overnight, notices to capture the remnants were posted all over the streets of Yan State.
Zhou Zhaoyan, the seventh son of the emperor, was ordered to come to Yanbei to clean up the battlefield. He had a reputation for killing, and the gods and ghosts were not close to him.
Feng Qingran, who had just escaped, knew nothing about this and ran into his hands.
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Breaking the silence, Feng Qingran knelt down in front of the couch. The cold gray color of the man's pajamas seemed inhumane, but the voice pressing against her ear was hoarse and hot.
"I only see one person tonight, should she stay or you?"
Separated by a curtain, the maid who came to sleep was waiting for her.
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People who know him well say that Master Qi is ignorant of emotions and desires, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have a relationship with the daughter of a guilty minister.
Zhou Zhaoyan laughed it off. More than just being related, he wished he could be entangled with her for the rest of his life.
Intention: What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled
