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Xiao Baoxin returned to Rong An Hall, while Lady Yuan went to the west wing. When she arrived, Zhilan walked out with her head lowered and almost bumped into her.
Zhilan was Mother Xie’s most prideful maid. To be able to make her lose her composure like this, it was obvious that it was not an ordinary matter.
“Old Furen, please forgive .”
“It’s fine,” Madam Yuan shook her head.”
Zhilan wanted to say sothing but stopped and looked inside.
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