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ith the maidservant, and after closing the door, she immediately flew to the side of the tea table without a sound, focusing intently on a small potted plant called Lily of the Valley. Its large leave...wing along but not knowing what to say.And Rong Ling swept his hand behind him, tilting it slightly upwards, making a fist gesture with his thumb pointing down. This was naturally done for Xiao Yi's s...