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Cheng'er was just about to plead with the little girl to lift the curtain and go in, when a languid yet crisp voice from inside, belonging to Yuan Shi, reached their ears.,Cheng'er's long, black eyelashes were still wet with tears, but she smiled sweetly and curtsied before retreating.,At noon, Cheng'er asked Grandma Han for leave. She wanted to go to the temple in the afternoon to burn incense for her mother. Grandma Han agreed.。