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Chapter VIII Running away from home
Now, if you want to use one sentence to describe Yumo's injury in Xuanyuan, it is-"backache, leg cramp".
There seems to be only one way-running away from home.
What should I bring? Gold and silver jewelry are not rare, clothes are too cumbersome, and I am exhausted from eating. ...
Forget it, don't bring anything, just take a few taels of gold and go.
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XuanYuanYu ink put on a gold silk black dress. Get dressed, cover your face, put on gold thread and black boots. It's time to go.
He jumped lightly, quickly avoided the guards and quietly climbed over the palace wall.
Where are you going? XuanYuanYu ink think or find a place to rest first.
The weather is bad and it's raining cats and dogs. Xuanyuan Yumo didn't bring an umbrella, and there was no family nearby, and there was no shelter from the rain!
Xuanyuan Rain Ink had to sit directly on the ground and bury his head in his knees. "What's the matter with this girl? Didn't you bring an umbrella? " Greetings came from my ear.
Xuanyuan Yumo stood up and saw this man's face clearly: as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, absolutely beautiful, almost comparable to Xuanyuan Yumo.
"What's the matter?" She asked softly, "Girl, why don't you?" ...
Should be what you need.