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Between coughs, he would wheeze and struggle to straighten up.,A faint scent of coppery sweetness filled the air, and the snow-white handkerchief was stained with patches of crimson. Xie Shuning vomited, ignoring the maid's panicked state, tossing aside the handkerchief and falling into a deep sleep, her face pale. After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her slumber in a cold sweat, clutching the brocade quilt as she gasped, "Where is Young Master",Xie Shuning looked coldly: "It's really that the young master doesn't want to return to the house" She coughed twice, gritting her teeth to the point of almost being ferocious.。

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