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A faint scent of coppery sweetness filled the air, and the snow-white handkerchief was stained with patches of crimson. Xie Shuning vomited, ignoring the maid's panicked state, tossing aside the handkerchief and falling into a deep sleep, her face pale. After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her slumber in a cold sweat, clutching the brocade quilt as she gasped, "Where is Young Master",Push open the door and walk in, you see Qin'er, thin and small, curled up in a brocade quilt, like a flower embroidered on top, pale without a trace.,When Lin Yuanzhi turned back, he saw Wen Xue Luo kneeling by Xie Shuning's side, looking pitiful. He immediately felt rage rising in his chest and was about to speak when Xie Shuning softly called out his name, using his given name.。