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In front of her stood a white-clothed man, his face like jade, eyebrows growing into his temples, eyes like stars, nose like gall, slender stature, clothes like snow, with a slight smile on his face, unparalleled handsomeness, refined and gentle temperament, he currently held a golden hairpin in his hand, gently gazing at her, he could not help but feel a ripple in his heart, his cheeks were