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Chang Lian drew his cloak tighter around him, a thickly made garment by his wife, just for today, whose fluffy collar concealed most of his face and made his complexion hard to discern.
Zhulan noticed that this Graduate Shen had been staring at Chang Lian's face. Though Graduate Shen looked somewhat familiar, it took her a moment to recognize him. Ah, he was the one who had followed Ning San that time. She couldn't help but wonder whether Marquis Ning had sought out Graduate Shen afterwards?
She thought probably not, but he did bear a resemblance to the Emperor, and as the idea formed in her mind, she concluded that the Emperor was rather handsome.
Shen Yang felt a chill, particularly after seeing Zhou Shuren's cloak; his own seemed inadequate in comparison. Although he couldn't see Zhou Shuren's face, he gathered from the quality of the cloak that Zhou Shuren must have a delicate constitution, which uplifted his spirits, "Zhou Shuren, shall we queue together?"
