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Xia Wan'er looked at Xia Zi'an, who was in a sorry state below. A venomous flash crossed her eyes, but she pleaded in a pleading tone: "Sister, I beg you to spare me and the Prince. My sister will remember your kindness for life.",The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.,In the hazy slumber, Zi An only heard a majestic voice slowly rise, "There will be a wedding tomorrow. If you are injured even a little more, you will be carried to the bridal sedan in your coma. It's what the Liang King wants. Only the direct daughter of the Xiangfu can be his Queen. As for any disability or disfigurement afterward, the Liang King won’t care."。