Pei Yuxin pinched the small medicine scissors and knocked on the empty bowl on the table. He'd been staring at it all day. Li Qingzi's gaze froze, and his violent figure miraculously stabilized, only his clenched fists revealed his anger. "Sure enough, it's ......," he muttered under his breath, looking up in the direction of the east wing. Pei Yuxin's eyebrows frowned slightly: &ldquo...

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