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She truly was aggrieved.
He blinked his somewhat feverish eyes, relieved that Yueyue had no memory of the past. Otherwise, she would not have survived the immense disparity and the completely different environment.
Upon arriving at Prince Consort's study, the scent of elegant sandalwood welcomed him the moment he entered. The room was decorated with gold and embedded with jade, resplendent and majestic. Qian Manjiang kept his eyes straight, handed the tin of tea leaves to the boy servant in the room, then knelt down and kowtowed to Prince Consort Pan, saying, "Junior Qian Manjiang pays respects to Mr. Pan, wishing you good health and a long, prosperous life!"
