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In the courtyard of Prince Rui's Mansion, the crimson lanterns hanging high in front of Fei Xia Pavilion swayed violently in the gale and downpour. The two large red "囍" characters on the door were blown off into the muddy ground and soon vanished in a torrent of rain.,The young boy below suddenly lost consciousness, and the scarred man was stunned.,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。