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Night Tide-Extra2
It was spring in the thirty-fourth year of the Xinyuan Era. Within the confines of the grand estate, maids and elderly servants hurriedly moved about, passing over pavilions and water gazebos, circling around the pond, their voices overlapping like falling petals, "The young miss has finished her lessons!" A servant woman stood ready with a sweat towel, mouth rinse, and freshly brewed tea.
