Your Highness, you're robbing me of my marriage.

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Your Highness, you're robbing me of my marriage.

Your Highness, you're robbing me of my marriage.

Author: the Ninth Book of the Secretary

Categories: words and feelings

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"Master, someone called the Imperial Concubine a bogeyman." "Cut out the tongue and feed it to the dogs." A certain king spoke in a lighthearted manner. "Master, someone's hand accidentally bumped into the Imperial Concubine." "Hands cut off and fed to the wolves." Light tone, a certain king possessive. "Master, someone said that the imperial concubine ran away." "Ran away?" A certain king's sharp eyes narrowed as he sneered, "It's best not to be caught by this king." The modern agent crossed over into a wolf girl, expecting to...

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