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"Speaking of, the other day I got my first glimpse of the Empress. She's really lovely!" Tall Senior said.
"Isn't she, though?" Maomao replied with just a hint of pride. She still thought of the inhabitants of the Jade Pavilion as her people.

AWW MAOMAO 🥹💗 I’m so glad she still does bc same

"Why has the condition relapsed? What could cause—" Maomao began, but then she happened to look at Jinshi. Specifically, his flank.
It's this son of a-!
Jinshi bit his lip and pressed a hand to his side.
At least he seemed to know.

HELPPP LMAOO

"Also-and I don't know how you'll feel to hear this, Xiaomao..."
"Yes, sir?"
"The one who was always at His Majesty's side at that time was Sir Lakan."
Maomao's mouth hung open. "Not good news!"
"Your true feelings are showing," Jinshi remarked before he could stop himself.

LMAOO maomao real

"I must say, you're both looking very frightening tonight," Hulan said. The complete lack of venom in his smile made him all the more grat-ing. Maomao's hackles went up and she gave him a threatening look.
"Ha ha ha! You're even less popular than I am!" Tianyu chortled.

LMAO

"Just an arm. Just one arm," Maomao begged. If she could just break one of his limbs...
"That's not dignified," Chue repeated. "Let's at least wait for a moonless night."
Hulan was the reason Maomao had been chased all over I-sei Province and ultimately nearly killed by bandits. And Chue had as much reason to hold a grudge against him as Maomao did: It was because of him that she had lost the
use of her arm.

RTTT

Maomao had half a mind to send a flying kick straight into him, and her body was already nearly moving, but Chue took her firmly by the hand. "Dignity, Miss Maomao, dignity," she ad-vised. "I know how you feel, I really do, but we must comport ourselves properly."
Chue was very strong; even with one hand she could keep Maomao firmly in place.

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So it was that they decided to divide the labor between them while they were there at the clinic. Short Senior couldn't stand blood and Maomao couldn't stand buckwheat, so they would cover for each other's weaknesses.

aww

yess maomao half placebo!!!

"Maomao! Don't go fiddling with things. Come back over here," Luomen said.
"Yes, sir," Maomao answered. Her father sounded a touch panicked, maybe because he knew there was buckwheat flour around. When he saw the handkerchief over her mouth, his face showed that he realized he was too late.

aw luomen 🥺

I missed luomen BAD I’m so happy