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Feng Ling'er was already used to flying, so no matter how tall she was, she didn't care. Feng Ling'er happily hugged the Holy Emperor's waist, pressing her head against his back. Her face was filled with a blissful expression.

The Liangsheng Emperor felt a delicate fragrance waft into his nose and breath, making his heart feel like it was about to be drunk.

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