Falling lightly to the ground.

She stood up, looked in the direction of the door where Meng Zhengjun left, and sneered:

"Oh, sure enough, 'Wang' is right. Confucians are all hypocrites. We must be vigilant at critical moments. They are not reliable at all..."

Dugu Chanyi narrowed her eyes and stared ahead for a while. After a while, she didn't know what she thought of, and couldn't help but spat, "Bah, there's that Zhao Ziyu too... What's the use of your men? We still have to rely on our sisters...

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There was another moment of silence in the big tent.

The stunning woman stood on the spot.

Shaoqing, the eyebrows that had been washed away from the eyebrows frowned slightly.

She reached out and took out a snow-white fur coat, put it on, turned around and left the tent...

The beautiful shadow disappeared into the night.

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Chapter completed!