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ing in his arms. He still reached out his hand.He gently stroked her back with both hands.Shen Xingyue's tears fell drop by drop, blurring his military uniform. Xiao Zonghan pursed his lips: "Did Qin...iao Zonghan's eyes."People like you should have died long ago. Rest assured, if you truly died, I would make the entire Young Marshal's Mansion drape in red and celebrate!"With a loud bang, the door s...