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... g Yingluo, if His Majesty truly favors a woman like you, I pity His Majesty’s taste."
Wang Yingluo furrowed her brows.
Murong Jiu’s gaze carried heavy sarcasm, the kind reserved for trash and filth, a look Wang Yingluo had seen many times before.
This stirred the deepest insecurities within her heart.
Just then, Wang Yingluo sharply noticed a faint red mark on Murong Jiu’s collarbone, barely visible.
It appeared to be a love bite!
In a flash, Wang ...
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