Chapter 75: Feelings gradually warm up; King Tang

The two men tidied themselves up briefly and rode back to the city.

The wind blew up the floating snow, which fluttered and danced in the evening sunset. When I returned to the city, dusk had already fallen. The various shops in the Wa Si tavern had successively put up lanterns of different sizes and hung them in front of the signs under the eaves. The brown and orange lights lit up the long and small streets and alleys like a galaxy.

The two of them rode side by side, passing through the city. The prosperity and lights were like a swarm of fish crossing the river, and they had each other by their side.

Facing the cool night breeze, the two of them ate noodles with soybean paste at a roadside stall on the way. It was already dark when they returned to the Duke's Mansion. Xie Ci smiled, took Gu Wan's hand, pushed open the door of his study and ran in. He took out the official uniform and soft armor that he had prepared long ago, both folded neatly, and placed a dark red silk book on top.

This is a certificate of identity.

The so-called "Gao Shen" is an official's letter of appointment, which is used for promotion, demotion, and for entering officialdom for the first time.

Xie Ci smiled and handed the thing to her.

At that time, the moon was above the treetops, and a pool of bright moonlight spread like water on the wide-open window sill. In the large study, Xie Ci only lit a lamp on the desk, a circle of dim light and a large patch of silvery-white moonlight.

Gu Guan was a little surprised. He took it and opened it, but saw only a few lines of neat small regular script written on the snow-white silk covered with red silk.

"Announcement: Linyang Magistrate Ni Haozhi has served for several years with consistently excellent evaluations. I am now promoted to Magistrate of the General of the Cavalry's Office, and concurrently to the position of Governor of Jingzhao Prefecture. I hereby order you to carry out the order. October 9, the 42nd year of the Longqing reign."

In the lower right corner of the document, a bright red seal of the Ministry of Personnel was stamped neatly.

The left page of the official announcement details his height and appearance: "Twenty-seven years old, born in the fifteenth year of the Longqing reign, five feet four inches tall, rather thin, with fair skin and black hair, dark eyebrows, and eyes shaped like flat almonds. He is dignified, elegant, and gentle."

Well, this appearance is quite similar to Gu Wan.

She was very smart and understood what Xie Ci was trying to do at a glance.

The moonlight shone like water on her and the red silk letter in her hand. Xie Ci stood beside her. As she looked at him, he whispered, "The other day, Feng Kun sent me a message saying that I don't like your wife, Gu."

He was talking about the time when he went to the palace to pick up Gu Wan.

Although this is the most normal title nowadays, Xie Ci felt uncomfortable when he saw it.

Thank you for your kindness.

Your wife is Ms. Gu.

But Gu Guan is not Gu, nor is he the wife of any family or Gu. Gu Guan is just Gu Guan.

Holding hands all the way from Tiekan Temple to now, she is bold and unrestrained, regardless of wind, frost, rain, snow and thunder and lightning, standing out in the world. She is not someone's vassal, she is herself, she is Gu Wan, a person with a name and a surname, independent and self-reliant.

She used to handle many matters openly, but now she can no longer do so and is confined to the old emperor. However, Xie Ci is unwilling to do so. Gu Guan has adapted well, but he is unwilling to let Gu Guan stay at home or pretend to be his guard every day.

She is so outstanding, she should be a figure like Princess Changping who led the army when the founding of the country.

This person was one of their own, and Xie Ci had spent a lot of time selecting him. Taking advantage of this major change, he promoted Ni Haozhi. The General of the Cavalry's Mansion was their Duke's Mansion. Opening a mansion meant having subordinates and official positions with grades. Xie Ci adjusted the internal affairs and carried out a series of external deployments, entrusting Gu Wan with the position of the fourth-rank Grand General's Mansion.

This is an official position in my family.

As for the other concurrent position, Xie Ci also considered it a lot. The position in the Beijing Camp and Qinguan was certainly good, but the military camp was not very suitable for a girl. Finally, he carefully selected the position of the Governor of Jingzhao Prefecture, who was an official from outside.

Because he doesn't want just form.

The night was quiet, the sky like a mirror. Xie Ci spoke softly. He was a little happy, but also a little apologetic. He kept talking about everything, like he was talking about his own treasures, and kept on talking: "I'm sorry to have wronged you. I have to change my appearance for the time being."

Hopefully, he won’t have to do that soon, he’ll have to work harder!

"When you're not going to Jingzhao Prefecture, let Ni Haozhi go. He's already waiting in the palace. He's a very smart guy. You can go see him tomorrow. Don't worry about the others. Everything has been arranged..."

Outside, the moon was bright and silvery, its rays spreading over the eaves, roof tiles, and courtyard corridors, shining on the windowsill, and on the faces and bodies of the two people. Xie Ci stood beside her, speaking softly, with a hint of apology, shyness, and expectation of reward.

Gu Guan gradually shifted his gaze away from Gao, looked at him sideways, raised the corners of his lips, and a smile overflowed from his eyes. Ah, this gift is simply amazing.

Xie Ci said a lot in a low voice, and maybe he himself didn't summarize it clearly, but she understood it all at once.

In his heart, she is a person with independent personality.

Everything he thought, did, and did was out of respect for her personality.

He thought that was just the way she was.

She should be like this too.

In this era, he is like a bright candle flame, so precious and belongs only to her.

On such a late and quiet night, Gu Guan felt the feeling of being cherished and held in someone's hands.

He thought she didn't need it, but he still held her with all his strength, as much as he could, carefully, and held her in the palm of his hand.

The feeling in Gu Wan's heart was hard to describe for a moment. She was not weak, nor did she think she was weak, but when she was in love, she still felt like she needed to be protected and cared for.

Thanks tonight, gave her.

Gu Guan was a little surprised and delighted. The first time she got along with Xie Ci, she did not take the initiative psychologically. She looked at him with a smile, full of joy and happiness, like a real eighteen-year-old girl.

She closed the letter, held it in her hand, and whispered, "I like this gift very much."

She was smiling as she spoke, her eyebrows and rosy lips curved, and her big, sparkling, delicate almond-shaped eyes reflected the galaxy, as if filled with starlight in the sky. When she smiled, it seemed as if the light was about to overflow.

Xie Ci looked at her with wide eyes and smiled. He suddenly felt that he had obtained something even more precious than a kiss.

Gu Guan smiled with her eyes curved, and the stars poured down. She laughed and raised the box in her hand. She really liked it.

Xie Ci's mood was lifted, his pair of gorgeous eyes looked particularly beautiful. He smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and joy filled the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Just, very happy.

Gu Guan smiled, put the box to his lips and kissed it, then looked at him. Xie Ci's ears turned red and his lips curled up.

She chuckled, opened the secret compartment of the box and the two sets of official documents, put them inside, and then put the certificate directly into her arms.

Holding hands, they pushed open the door. The night was silent, and the moonlight spread across the vast courtyard like water. Gu Wan jumped down the stairs, looking up at the big, round moon. She said happily, "Today feels like the Mid-Autumn Festival. I want to set off fireworks!"

When she was a child, she would carry lanterns and set off fireworks every Mid-Autumn Festival. She suddenly remembered it.

There were no fireworks sticks in the mansion, but what did it matter? The two ran to the flower garden on the side. There were rows of autumn maples and pines and cypresses planted on both sides of the courtyard. There were even more trees in the second courtyard and the back building, lush and evergreen all year round.

The two men looked for dry, brittle, thin branches on the pine trees, specifically those with pine resin. They cleaned the old pine trees, broke them off one by one, and then set them on fire with a tinderbox.

"Zizi" the sparks burned at the top, and "pop" the sparks exploded from time to time, just like a firework stick. Two people held one in each hand, raised it up, and watched the sparks fly.

The two of them laughed, played, and joked, holding them up to look at them. Another person took two and played with them. He chased her and she chased him, circling around under the old pine and cypress trees, and laughter filled the entire three-story courtyard.

These old pines and cypresses defy the frost and snow and are now taller than the roof. Small trees grow up under them. They witness Xie Ci's growth, watching him grow up, watching him be expelled and come back, watching him find a lover, and now he and the girl of his love walk around them with a happy smile.

The north wind blows, and they dance lightly, gentle, tough, silent, yet still there.

The two laughed and joked until midnight. The wind gradually became colder, and Xie Ci took off his thick velvet cloak and tied it around Gu Wan.

The long dark blue velvet hem dragged across the bluestone floor. Hand in hand, the two climbed the steps in front of the main hall of the third rear building. With a "creak", Xie Ci gently pushed open the door. There was a long-burning lamp, two red candles, and three curling incense sticks. On the brown-yellow boxwood table with a raised top, there were four dry and neat nanmu tablets, one large and three slightly smaller. They stood quietly in a circle of dim yellow lights and candlelight, as if looking at them with warmth and love.

There were two cushions in front of the long table. Xie Ci took Gu Wan and walked forward hand in hand. He lit the incense sticks and bowed three times. Xie Ci also kowtowed three times, and then they inserted the incense sticks into the brass incense burner.

Xie Ci said softly, "Dad, big brother, second brother, third brother, Wanwan and I are here to see you again."

The strokes on the large tablet were ancient and neat, as if the middle-aged man with silver hair and beard but still burly and serious was looking at him. He didn't even need to recall it, his voice, appearance and smile had never changed in his memory. That was his father.

There is also the eldest brother who looks most like their father. He and his second and third brothers often complain that their eldest brother looks more and more like an old man, but in fact he is not. He is a handsome young man with a strong character. He is becoming more and more like their father, tall and majestic. He is truly like a father to their eldest brother.

Return to my second brother, whose gentle smile amazes the time and who is always as warm as water to his family.

Third brother, a man with a lot of bad intentions, who used to tease him with a smile, grew up to be a gentleman and a gentleman. Xie Ci was really annoyed by him. However, after his third brother passed the imperial examination and was sent to work as an official, Xie Ci refused to admit it, but he still missed him a little. Although every time he received a letter from him, he wanted to beat him to death.

Xie Ci held Gu Wan's hand, knelt on the futon, smiled, looked up, and gradually his smile faded. Finally, he clenched his fist and said seriously: "Dad, brothers, I will definitely make your grievances known to the world!"

Why should the father and brother he was saying goodbye to, such great men, bear the guilt and infamy for their entire lives for no reason?

He would never allow it!

…

After visiting their father and brothers and talking with them, Xie Ci took Gu Wan's hand, gently closed the door, and left the back hall.

It was the second half of the night, and the sound of people's voices and clappers gradually faded away, and the long night became even quieter.

The two of them pushed the door open and walked out. The sky was full of stars, turning and twinkling in the quiet and bright night.

The excitement of the brilliant fireworks gradually subsided, and their mood became peaceful. They sat on the steps and looked at the stars.

The dark green short brown dress, with a dark blue velvet cape hanging down, was close to the black armor. The two of them sat side by side. Xie Ci raised his lips, glanced at her peaceful profile, and rested his head on her shoulder. He was so happy.

But after leaning against her for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if the relationship between men and women was reversed! He quickly raised his head, glanced at Gu Wan quietly, then straightened his waist and sat up straighter, quietly moved his shoulder closer, and reached out to support her head.

Her head tilted a little this way, but he was tall, so after trying so hard, it actually worked.

"puff."

Gu Wan burst out laughing, hahahahahaha, she was laughing to death.

She laughed wildly.

The crisp laughter leaped out of the yard. Xie Yun, Xie Zi and others who were guarding outside looked at each other and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

After laughing, Gu Guan leaned towards him and said, "Okay, okay, let this guy have fun for once, hahahahahahahahahaha."

…

The old Duke's mansion was still awake late at night, but there was laughter and joy. However, the atmosphere outside the mansion was not like that.

The situation was extremely tense and the atmosphere was tense.

In the Xu Zi year, there was a major throat-slitting case in the Beijing camp. In full view of the public, two high-ranking civil and military officials sent by the emperor were assassinated in public. Their throats were slit by fine iron crossbows and arrows. Xue Rongan's screams were heartbreaking. The blood sprayed by him and his horse covered an area of 100 meters. The scene was shocking.

This is still within the Yunxiang camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

The series of conflicts and quarrels triggered by this incident made the whole city bloody. The court was shaken like a whirlpool from top to bottom, and even the streets became much quieter.

Imperial City, Yuquan Palace.

The stars and the moon were shining brightly tonight, but this huge palace city was eerily quiet. Even the patrolling Jinwu Guards with swords walked a little more lightly than usual, especially when they passed by Yuquan Palace.

Inside Yuquan Palace, the vast hall was only half lit, its painted ceilings and intricate algae patterns shrouded in a gloomy haze. For days, a low pressure system enveloped the entire hall. The palace servants and eunuchs dared not even breathe, huddling in corners against the walls with their heads bowed.

Beneath the jade steps was a mess; the pen holder, pen mountain, inkstone, ink stick, kingfisher-inlaid incense burner, cups, and other items were all swept to the ground and smashed to pieces.

The old emperor was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and the jade steps were shrouded in darkness, making his furious face look even more terrifying. "Feng Kun! Lin Dongyang! Xie Ci! Li Yi!!"

Due to the intense government affairs in recent days, the old emperor's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was terrifying and ferocious, especially when he said the last two names, each word was rolled out between his teeth, and it was full of blood.

Because of the power of the Eastern Palace, Xie Ci directly revealed his previous disguise. After thinking about it, Li Yi did the same. Feng Kun and these two people, as well as Lin Guozhang, the three parties tore apart the peace and started a bloody battle. In the end, Yu Miaofeng and others were saved.

But is that the end?

Not over yet.

This is just the beginning of a bloody storm.

On this cold night with the first snow, the old emperor's hair stood on end. He had been fighting in factional struggles for more than 40 years, fighting with his father, the crown prince, his brothers, and later with the powerful ministers and factions who were pushing his son.

Although his victory was a bitter one, he had fought all the way through. In this old and tired night, he keenly and instinctively smelled the smell of blood.

——Before the Xu Zi throat-slitting case, no one had thought that the two parties would dare to go to such lengths to kill each other on the spot. This was something that had never happened since Feng Kun or Lin Guozhang made their debut.

This is the first time ever.

But it was precisely because of such bloody and extraordinary behavior that the old emperor suddenly sensed the root cause behind Feng Kun's wantonness.

—Breaking the rules of the game wantonly, subtly showing that there are no more scruples! This is a kind of hidden killing.

Feng Kun has reached the top.

If you take one more step forward.

Usurping the throne, regicide, plotting against the dynasty?

Despite the old emperor's rage, his mind was clear and he was calmer than ever before.

He calmed down in an instant, held on for a moment, and slowly sat back on the dragon couch.

It was half dark and half bright on the jade steps. The old emperor was standing against the light, so no one could see his expression. But when he spoke again, his rage had subsided, and his old face was unusually calm.

After a long while, he ordered: "Lu Haide, pass the order and summon Lin Guozhang to the palace."

"Also, send a letter to Grand Tutor Wen, saying that I am ill and would like to see you." The old emperor said, "Call Wu Boyi and Zhang Yuan in as well."

…

Duke of Qi's Mansion.

In Feng Kun's large study.

Behind the large rosewood desk, there is a crane wearing a peony-patterned chair with bright red brocade cushions. Feng Kun is wearing an exquisitely embroidered blue satin robe with a gold and jade dragon belt. Above the ripples of the river and sea, dragons and phoenixes fight each other. He sits on the armchair with his eyes slightly closed.

In front of the large desk, Huang Xin reported, "The Emperor summoned Father-in-law Lin to the palace overnight. Afterwards, Lu Haide went to the residence of Grand Tutor Wen. His Majesty claimed to be ill, so Grand Tutor Wen didn't go at first, but he finally came to the palace in the afternoon."

Feng Kun slowly opened his pair of gorgeous and sharp phoenix eyes, and his thin red lips curled up slightly, with a smile that did not reach his eyes. He said lightly: "It seems that our Majesty is not completely old yet."

Like a great white shark, it can smell blood immediately.

And promptly take the strongest and most powerful means and remedial measures.

The study was quiet. Yin Luo returned and knelt down to report, "Prime Minister, Kou Chong has escaped and is nowhere to be found."

After searching for many days, there was no trace.

Feng Kun's face suddenly darkened.

He was ruthless, but the rewards and compensation he gave were also first-class. He had countless loyal subordinates who worked hard for him. He hated betrayers the most in his life.

Unexpectedly, Kou Chong appeared.

I just don't know who this Kou Chong belongs to. Lin Guozhang? Xie Ci? Or Li Yi?

Yin Luo hesitated for a moment: "Prime Minister, your thank you speech, is it or not...?"

The power of the Eastern Palace changed suddenly, and finally it all came under Feng Kun's command, but there was only a thank you in between.

Does this belong to Feng Kun? No!

Xie Ci regained power in the Eastern Palace, and his upward momentum was so strong that even Feng Kun was surprised.

Feng Kun lowered his eyes, a small shadow beneath his gorgeous and sharp phoenix eyes. He leaned against the armchair, his feminine and fair facial features exuding a sense of dormant danger.

Is it really a coincidence?

Feng Kun sneered, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He never believed in coincidence!

However, without sufficient ability, one cannot break the stalemate and overthrow the Eastern Palace, and can accomplish nothing; even if one has the ability, there will always be such drawbacks and sequelae.

A sharp knife always has two sides.

Of course, patience is still a must.

In the past, Feng Kun would have immediately eliminated Xie Ci to prevent future troubles! However, now that the emperor had already secured the support of Lin Guozhang, and Grand Tutor Wen had also emerged from retirement, the arrival of Grand Tutor Wen meant that the top power of the neutral faction of the royalist party had taken action.

Feng Kun opened his eyes suddenly, hesitating for a moment between removal and restriction. His brows furrowed, and he abandoned both! He pointed his sword at the emperor, and once the arrow was shot, there was no turning back. He knew he wouldn't get a second chance.

This is the most important thing!

…

Time goes back to last night.

After Lin Guozhang entered the palace, he knelt down to greet the old emperor. The old emperor stared at him coldly for a long time, and finally threw down a scroll of imperial edict to pass on the throne!

"I can't pass the throne to Li Rong."

Li Rong, the fourth prince, was the one who accidentally discovered that Concubine Mu and Feng Kun were having an affair, and immediately revealed it to the emperor, dealing a heavy blow to Feng Kun and causing harm to this day. Father-in-law Lin was of course very aware of this.

The edict of succession was written very clearly, stating that after a hundred years, the old emperor would pass the throne to the fourth son, Li Yi. It was written on snow-white silk with black characters, and was stamped with the imperial seal. An appendix also included the civil and military officials who secretly witnessed the writing of the edict.

There are three copies, one is kept in Yuquan Palace, one is handed over to the latter, and the last copy is the one in Lin Guozhang's hands.

Very formal.

Lin Guozhang was overjoyed, his mind racing, and he immediately knelt down and bowed his head: "I accept your command, thank you!"

"The ruler is the leader of his subjects. I, as a minister, shall serve your majesty with all my heart and soul, until my death!"

Inside the Yuquan Palace, Lin Guozhang held the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand and immediately paid homage with great respect, bowing to the old emperor without hesitation to express his will!

…

As for Master Wen.

The wheels rumbled as they passed the palace gate and the large white marble square, all the way to the base of the Sumeru pedestal of the Yuquan Palace. The curtain of the carriage was lifted for a moment, and then an old man with white hair and beard slowly got off the carriage.

Lu Haide had already been waiting personally with the young eunuchs. Pang Huai was also there. He looked up and exchanged glances with Master Wen. Pang Huai bowed and saluted. Wu Boyi, Zhang Yuanrang, Yi Zhongling and others who had arrived earlier had also come out to greet them.

Wen Taishi is the current emperor's teacher, over eighty years old. He was personally appointed by Emperor Yingzong, and was considered a minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor. After the death of Emperor Yingzong, the old emperor's grandfather, the late emperor reneged on his promise to depose the old emperor from the throne and establish the Crown Prince as his successor. Wen Taishi's ability to persevere and accept the surrender of Empress Yuan's family was entirely due to Wen Taishi's support, and his subsequent succession to the throne was also due to Wen Taishi's full support.

Master Wen was the leader of the neutral faction within the Royalist Party, and even the leader of the entire Royalist Party.

——Within the royalist party, there are also quite a number of people who are unwilling to participate in party disputes, and they can be called neutrals.

After Xie Xinzhong and his son were convicted and executed, this group of people became much quieter.

But today, Master Wen was silent for a long time, and finally came, climbing the big steps of Yuquan Palace step by step.

Inside the main hall, the old emperor no longer looked violent. The magnificent decorations in the hall had been removed. His face was sallow, and a white ice scarf was tied on his head. He lay on the large dragon couch in the inner hall. When he saw Master Wen, he hurriedly struggled to sit up, "Teacher! Teacher——"

He was in tears and rarely showed any sign of restraint.

——Since the death of Xie Xinzhong and his son, Grand Tutor Wen has never entered the palace again. The emperor cannot summon him. Even when the old emperor personally went to the Grand Tutor's residence, he claimed to be ill and in bed and could not see him. The emperor could do nothing.

It had been several years since they last saw each other. The old emperor burst into tears and held Master Wen's hand tightly.

It was true that the old emperor was using a self-torture trick, but he was not really pretending to be sick. He was blind in one eye and had difficulty walking. He had been exhausted for many years, and his skin was loose and his face was old. He was so angry at Xie Ci a few days ago that he vomited blood on the spot. He didn't need to pretend to be sick. His face was flushed and he had a sickly fever. His body was much thinner and more hunched than before.

He cried like an old man, "I, I, teacher, teacher, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been suspicious of the loyal ministers back then! But now, now, teacher, you don't know that those traitors have already..."

Later, Wu Boyi, Zhang Yuanrang, Yi Zhongling and other royalists who had been fighting to protect the emperor knelt on the ground at the first sight of the old emperor's illness. The emperor was sad and his ministers were heartbroken; and Pang Huai and others who followed behind Wen Tai Shi also knelt on the ground in silence.

The entire inner hall of Yuquan Palace was shrouded in an atmosphere of sorrow and indignation.

Master Wen sighed three times in succession, but seeing the emperor weeping, he finally clapped his hands and said, "Emperor, oh Emperor! You must promise me that you will change after this and never make the same mistake again!"

Although Master Wen knew that the emperor probably couldn't change, and even if he was willing to change, he probably wouldn't be able to last for many years, the emperor's skinny hands were even older and colder than his.

But Master Wen still came out at the last moment!

…

Master Wen is a veteran of three dynasties and a pillar of stability. Once he makes a move, the entire court is in turmoil.

Led by Master Wen, the die-hard royalists and the neutral factions united as one, focused their attention and acted with swift and resolute determination, vowing to defeat and eradicate the powerful party headed by Feng Kun!

Lin Guozhang quickly sided with the old emperor.

On the other side, there was Feng Kun, who was already slightly superior to Lin Guozhang, and Xie Ci and Li Yi who were below him.

The two sides quickly formed a tense confrontation.

In the Duke of Qi’s Mansion, inside the large study.

A faint fragrance slowly emanated from the gilded crane-beak incense burner, while the huge room was filled with a solemn and tense atmosphere.

Feng Kun sat at the very top, while Xie Ci and Li Yi sat at the very first seats on his left and right. There were many people in the room, but all was silent.

The days are short in winter, and after the sun sets, the waiter dares not come in to light the lamp and interrupt, so the room becomes a little dim.

Feng Kun's brows were icy, but he was not surprised at all. The current situation was within his expectations.

They were talking about the King of Tang.

King Tang, also known as King Tangshan, is the younger brother of the current old emperor and a very important force under the old emperor's control.

Feng Kun had already faced off against Lin Guozhang and Wen Taishi, and he planned to take Li Yi with him.

As for the King of Tang, he wanted to give this focus to Xie Ci.

This was a plan that had been in the works for a long time.

Feng Kun curled his lips and looked at Xie Ci. He leaned forward slightly and said to Xie Ci in a magnetic, gorgeous, and slightly shrill voice, "Do you know who executed your father and brother?"

Xie Xinzhong and his son were not executed publicly. The execution took place in the inner execution ground of Dongda Prison. As for the executioner?

Xie Ci sat quietly in his chair and said, "I know, it's the King of Tang."

The author has something to say:

Xie Ci's kindness is not just about his love. If there is only liking and loving, it is probably not enough to support a deep-rooted emotion.

Xie Ci and Wan Wan's life is not just about love. They are separate, yet one.

Here I come, Ah Xiu is here. It rained so hard today. Let’s go on with the love story together! Ah~ See you tomorrow, babies! Haha, love you~ (づ￣3￣)づ

Finally, I also want to thank "Hui Jia" for throwing mines! Pen refills~

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And to all the big darlings who watered Wenwen, muajiujiuji!