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"Master, goodbye!"
"Stone, goodbye!"
The river wind was vast, enveloping droplets like grains of rice, invading the lapel of one's clothing.
In front of the government office by the riverbank, the Crown Princess Consort, with fluttering silk robes, hugged Wen Shiyun and waved goodbye.
Liang Qu raised his hand in response, a smile appearing.
Ke Wenbin kicked the heel of Xiang Fangsu, leaning forward.
"The Crown Princess Consort?"
"Must be."
"The Crown Princess Consort is holding the heir?"
"If not?"
"The heir calls Ashui 'Master'?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"You're killing me, give me a reaction!"
Xiang Fangsu retorted: "What reaction should I have? You tell me? Ah, oh, uh, eh?"
Ke Wenbin was at a loss for words.
"You think... when did this happen?"
