Just after the hour, Lin Jingying's sedan chair of the luxury version stopped at the door of the courtyard where Feng Jiuli had come before.

She got out of the sedan chair, gently brushed the broken hair in front of her forehead, looked around vigilantly, and after making sure it was safe, she carefully tapped the door.

"Ah Li, let's go...

"The Waste Material Concubine is a Little Fierce" 217.Where is the princess's festival? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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