
Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha
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state:serializing
author: The Peerless Consort
Nán Wǎnyān, her memories merging with the pain, felt it intensifying. As consciousness slipped away, she heard a man's cold laugh and his final words:,Dressed, he turned without a glance and walked away. "What a drag!",She caught a glimpse of her own face reflected in the surface of the bathwater.。