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Her pale, slender hands covered her eyes, though she was no longer dreaming. Yet, the scene from moments ago remained vivid and clear in her mind.,Mu Jiu pressed two fingers against the head that was too close: "How would I know, how Is it another rich family's young master","No." Lan You suddenly pulled a face, feigning menace: "It's the Duke of Dingbei."。