Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 316 The Bodhisattva Who Sends Sons
The lake that was once in front of the cold moon gradually returned to its calm state. A faint mist lingered on the lake surface, and under the pale moonlight it looked like the hazy white mist in the early summer morning.

Crash---

Zhao Wumian's move made too much noise, and Zeng Lengyue got a lot of water in her body. The girls held basins of water and wiped back and forth with rags, but they had no complaints and kept saying things like 'Young Master is so handsome', 'That move just now was really powerful', 'It serves him right that the stinky Taoist Gui Yuan learned their Taixuan Palace's martial arts'.

Shen Xiangge leaned back in his chair, bored, holding a grape in his hand, and looked at Xiao Yuanmu beside him, "Where did Guan Yunshu come from...Aren't you going to Ming'an Temple to ask for him?"

"How can I be a jealous fool? With Guan Yunshu by his side, nothing can happen to him."

Xiao Yuanmu was a little hungry, so she asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of beef noodles for her. At this moment, she was sitting in front of a small table eating. No one would think that she was the mighty master of Taixuan Palace.

Shen Xiangge suspected that Xiao Yuanmu was secretly mocking her, but she had no interest in arguing with anyone other than Zhao Wumian. She put the grapes between her lips and chewed them absentmindedly.

She was certainly not a foolish woman whose mind was filled with thoughts about matters of sex. At this moment, she was still wondering how much truth or falsehood Gui Yuan's words were. Her information could not be wrong. Tong Congdao must have come to the capital.

But if the Masquerade Sheath was involved, why didn't Tong Congdao join Mo Jingxue in hunting down Xu Ran, but instead made a special trip to the capital?
There are a lot of suspicious points. Zhao Wumian has been taken away by Guan Yunshu, and there is no reason for Shen Xiangge to stay in this brothel. Dandan stood up and prepared to go back to investigate in detail.

Tong Congdao's visit to the capital this time is undoubtedly a good opportunity to kill him, it is best to seize it... Back then, Shen Xiangge's master, the previous generation of Lady Canghua, was killed by Master Guiyi, and this stinky Caihua contributed a lot.

Thinking of the past, Shen Xiangge couldn't help but grit his teeth. He silently picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the door, and walked out of the door with a slightly cold aura.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Shen Xiangge's back and said calmly, "No need to see you off."

But as soon as Shen Xiangge walked out of the door, his slender figure stopped where he was.

Xiao Yuanmu looked at her in confusion.

Shen Xiangge saw from afar a small boat coming quietly towards the pavilion. Two women were standing on the boat, holding umbrellas. The boat came closer and closer in the mist. The beautiful faces gradually became clear from the hazy state, as if the women had walked out of a painting.

She was beautiful, but Shen Xiangge didn't think there was any woman in the world prettier than her except her aunt. She didn't feel ashamed of herself, but as the top martial artist, her excellent eyesight allowed her to see the identity of the woman on the boat at a glance, and her expression suddenly froze.

Luo Chaoyan!? Why is she here!?
The dignified Queen Canghua, her first reaction when she saw Luo Chaoyan was... Oh no, if her aunt knew that a young lady from a noble family came to a place like a brothel, she would definitely teach her a lesson. She might even be sad that she didn't teach her well and caused her to learn bad things.

Shen Xiangge quickly put down his umbrella and fled into Zeng Lengyue. Xiao Yuanmu looked even more puzzled, "Who in the world can scare you away?"

Su Qingqi was helping to clean with a basin of water. Seeing this, she stood up and looked at him in confusion.

Shen Xiangge said quickly, "The emperor is here! Xiao Yuanmu, you better take care of yourself. If you hurt her, Zhao Wumian will definitely feel resentful. I'll hide first. Don't tell her that I'm here, otherwise my aunt will be sad."

Having said that, Shen Xiangge quickly ran upstairs and hid.

Su Qingqi was also surprised when she heard this, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but she was afraid that Xiao Yuanmu would fight with the emperor, so she stopped abruptly, with a very interesting expression, "Why is the emperor here?"

All the girls in Zeng Lengyue trembled and stood up in disbelief, "Your Majesty... is Luo Chaoyan?"

"She, she's here?"

"Isn't this a good opportunity that comes for free? If we kill her here, the Li Kingdom will have no successor. Either a vassal king will take over or a young emperor will be supported. The country will be in chaos again. But at this moment, the Li Kingdom definitely does not have the energy to go through another round of national foundation struggle!"

"Yes, if we kill her here, the fortune of the Li Kingdom will be reduced by at least a hundred years."

Su Qingqi got angry when she heard this. She had a very good relationship with Luo Chaoyan. Her pretty face turned cold, "You can't kill him! Let's not talk about the country. Once the emperor dies, what will happen to the young master?"

The scene was noisy and quiet. Yes, I can't help but consider the young master, but this is a godsend opportunity... Alas, who was the one who stabbed the young master in the back? He was seriously injured and lost his memory, so he was rescued by Luo Chaoyan and got entangled.

But the specific details still depend on the Palace Master...Everyone present looked at Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu sat in front of a small table, put down her chopsticks calmly, her expression calm. With her five senses, she had heard the subtle sound of the boat approaching the shore.

"If you want to kill, then kill. But whether you can kill or not depends on whether you have the ability to do so." An ethereal voice suddenly came from outside the door.

When I looked at the direction of the voice, I saw a woman in plain dress standing outside the door holding an oil-paper umbrella. Her long, smooth black hair was simply draped behind her waist with a red hairpin. Rather than her stunning appearance, at first glance, one would notice her clean, intellectual and gentle temperament.

She doesn't look like an emperor, but more like a talented woman who lives in seclusion but is well-read in poetry and books.

But the woman had a quiet temperament, and her behavior was not polite at all. She walked into Zeng Lengyue fearlessly, ignoring the nearly 100 people present. She pulled a wooden chair and sat down in front of Xiao Yuanmu. She was tall and sat high, so her eyes looked down at him, "I think you are Xiao Yuanmu."

Xiao Yuanmu wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and glanced at Luo Chaoyan calmly, "Not bad."

Miss Zeng Lengyue's eyebrows were all raised. This so-called Queen of Dali obviously came with bad intentions. Wasn't she really afraid that they would rush over and kill her?

Mu Lier held the sword in one hand, walked a few steps behind Luo Chaoyan and walked towards Zeng Lengyue, standing behind Luo Chaoyan with an expressionless face.

She had just carefully sensed and seemed to have not found any trace of Zhao Wumian... That was good, she just needed to do her job well and not let Xiao Yuanmu hurt Luo Chaoyan.

Su Qingqi glanced at Mu Lier, and the worry that had been in her heart gradually eased... As long as Mu Lier was there, there was no need to worry about Luo Chaoyan's safety.

However, the conflict between Luo Chaoyan and Xiao Yuanmu made her feel a little embarrassed, and she could be said to have put herself in Zhao Wumian's shoes and understood his feelings.

She had no choice but to leave quietly, then carried the wine and fruit plate to the small table in front of Luo Chaoyan, and whispered as a good friend and minister: "Your Majesty, calm down and eat something. If you have anything to say, talk to me nicely. Qingqi will definitely not let anything happen to you..."

As she spoke, she spoke to the people around her in the identity of Xiao Yuanmu's disciple and the young master of Taixuan Palace: "Why are you all so eager to see us? We are guests. No matter if we fight or quarrel later, don't let people think we are impolite at this moment."

Hearing this, the girls around looked at Xiao Yuanmu, and seeing that the Palace Master didn't seem to be very angry, they slowly retreated and waited and saw what would happen.

Although Luo Chaoyan was in a very bad mood at the moment, he certainly would not vent his anger on Su Qingqi. He did not give Su Qingqi a cold look, but picked up the wine glass, suppressed the anger in his heart, and comforted her:

"I know from Zhao Wumian that you have accepted Xiao Yuanmu as your master. I understand that you are in a dilemma. There is no need to be so cautious."

Su Qingqi hadn't seen Luo Chaoyan since she left Shu with Xiao Yuanmu, so the two women hadn't talked much. She was a little surprised when she heard this, "Your Majesty, don't you blame me for joining Xiao Yuanmu's sect?"

The two women had fought their way out of Jin together with Zhao Wumian, and they had a very good relationship. If Luo Chaoyan was told that Zhao Wumian had an affair with another woman, she would probably be dissatisfied. But if it was Su Qingqi, she would not care at all, and even feel a little indebted... Sorry, I want to steal your man.

Therefore, Luo Chaoyan just smiled at her gently, "You want to build a bridge between heaven and earth, and don't want to be a vase beside him, so you worship Xiao Yuanmu as your master... I know your thoughts and difficulties. Before I ascended the throne, I often thought about doing more for him..."

"She took me as her master, in the final analysis, it's just that it doesn't work with you, but it works with me..." Luo Chaoyan was interrupted by Xiao Yuanmu before she finished her words. She glanced at Luo Chaoyan and smiled faintly:
"It's that simple. If you can't keep someone, don't pretend to be so open-minded and considerate. What are you doing here? Do you want to have a fight with me?"

These words were too harsh and merciless. Su Qingqi felt sorry for Luo Chaoyan, but Xiao Yuanmu was her master, and there were so many Taixuan Palace disciples around. It was not appropriate for her to speak for Luo Chaoyan at this time...

Luo Chaoyan glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, her face no longer showing the tenderness she had when chatting with Su Qingqi, only a sneer, "A touch? With just the little knowledge you have at Taixuan Palace? Are you worthy? If I really wanted to do something, it wouldn't be me and the sword master here who would come, but nearly a hundred masters and nearly ten thousand guards."

"Your martial arts skills are average, but your mouth is tough. Even if I can't use my full strength at this distance, if you want to kill you, Mu Lier won't be able to stop you in time." Xiao Yuanmu sneered and said:
"From the time you entered until now, you are still alive and talking to me, not because of Mu Li'er behind you, but because of Zhao Wumian's feelings for you. I didn't kill you because I care about him. Don't use my feelings for him as a trump card to be fearless."

"What a coincidence! I have not resorted to violence because he cares about you. However, considering your current condition..." As she spoke, Luo Chaoyan looked Xiao Yuanmu up and down.
"Palace Master of Taixuan Palace, you must have made many enemies. I only brought Master Mu Jian here, and did not bring anyone else. It was only because I was worried that if the news of your current condition leaked out, it would attract enemies and cause you to be killed. Then he would blame me... Don't take my kindness to you as my weakness."

"Threatening me?" Xiao Yuanmu put down the handkerchief he had just used to wipe his mouth.

"If you want to do something, you can try it. Are you trying to scare me with that expression?" Luo Chaoyan was rarely so aggressive.

Xiao Yuanmu laughed as if he was amused, slowly picked up his round fan, and pointed at Zeng Lengyue's door, "Then I'll give you this opportunity, go out and announce it to the martial arts world now, I'm seriously injured and my strength is only one tenth of what it used to be. After I kill all the enemies I found, I'll go to the palace and chop off your head... This way, I can explain it to Zhao Wumian."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanmu laughed a few more times, "He has been making things difficult for me and you. This way, he doesn't have to make things difficult for you."

Luo Chaoyan narrowed her beautiful eyes, "Use him to threaten me?"

"You actually think I'm threatening you? Are you afraid that if you do that, he'll hate you?" Xiao Yuanmu seemed speechless, and smiled and shook his head, "It's ridiculous enough that the great prince of Dali, obsessed with male beauty, is afraid to act rashly because of a man."

"The Palace Master of Taixuan Palace is qualified to say such things?"

"Of course." Xiao Yuanmu slowly fanned himself with a round fan, his bangs swaying gently.

"After all, his feelings for me are naturally deeper than his feelings for you. I heard that he doesn't even have a house in the capital. It seems that you did it on purpose, wanting him to stay in the palace more often, right? Tsk tsk tsk, you put in so much effort, but after returning to the capital, he still wanted to stay here for two nights. Isn't it ridiculous?"

After these words were spoken, Luo Chaoyan fell silent, with an extremely cold expression.

Su Qingqi and Mu Lier were terrified. The atmosphere between the two was too tense and they were really afraid that they would start fighting on the spot.

Luo Chaoyan looked at Xiao Yuanmu indifferently. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said, "Because of the battle at Longquan, rumors are spreading in the Jianghu that he and you are not clear. No matter what the relationship between you and him is, in the eyes of the common people, he is the leader of the swords, the Marquis Weiming, and my man. Therefore, his current situation is not good."

Xiao Yuanmu narrowed her eyes slightly. Of course she knew about this kind of thing. "What do you want to say?"

"Because of you, he is likely to be ruined." Luo Chaoyan smiled suddenly, "But it's not a big deal. He has me behind him, but you are only fit to be a hindrance at the moment. It's good enough that you don't hold him back, unless you are willing to let him lose everything he has now and continue to follow you as a rebel that everyone hates."

This time it was Xiao Yuanmu's turn to remain silent.

Thinking that he might attack Luo Chaoyan later, Miss Zeng Lengyue had already quietly closed the door. There was no wind at the moment, but the crimson silk hanging from the ceiling of the hall was moving without wind.

Everyone present knew that when Xiao Yuanmu heard this, he really wanted to kill...

Mu Lier stood behind Luo Chaoyan, her bare hands already on the hilt of the sword, applying a little force.

Although Xiao Yuanmu was seriously injured at the moment, it was not that he could not grow bigger and use his full strength, but he might die if he used it... Xiao Yuanmu was definitely not afraid of death, but if Xiao Yuanmu used his full strength to kill Luo Chaoyan, at this distance, Mu Lier might not be able to save him. She gave Su Qingqi a look.

Su Qingqi nodded slightly, her heart in her throat, and she was completely focused.

Two women who had never had any relationship with Zhao Wumian were arguing over him, while two women who had done everything with Zhao Wumian were trying to stop it...

Xiao Yuanmu looked at Luo Chaoyan coldly.

Although Luo Chaoyan didn't know martial arts, he looked at her without fear.

But Xiao Yuanmu was older and more experienced, so he certainly wouldn't be as emotional as Luo Chaoyan. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, "You went to the 'den of thieves' just to show off your power with your words?"

Luo Chaoyan snorted coldly, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked around, "Where is Zhao Wumian? You have the ability to sleep with him, but you don't have the ability to make him come out to see me?"

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Caught an adulterer?"

"Where is he? Why doesn't he come out to see me?" Luo Chaoyan's mood was already extremely bad. She didn't want to say anything more and continued to ask.

Mu Lier blinked, hesitated for a few seconds before stepping forward and whispering, "Your Majesty, from what I sense, your disciple is probably not here... There is no man in this building."

Luo Chaoyan was slightly stunned and her brows were tightly furrowed.

Xiao Yuanmu chuckled, but his smile was not funny at all, only mocking. "She came here in anger without even knowing where he was. The great Emperor of Dali is such a short-sighted and impulsive woman. If old Jingzheng knew about this, he would jump out of the imperial mausoleum. It would be better to let Luo Shuzhi succeed to the throne. It's really funny."

Since Zhao Wumian was not there, Luo Chaoyan was too lazy to waste words with Xiao Yuanmu and asked coldly, "Where is he?"

To prevent the conflict between the two women from escalating, Su Qingqi stepped forward and said, "The young master must have exhausted his body in the battle with Gui Yuan, and he must be weak all over. He might have fainted somewhere. When we went to look for him, we heard that Guan Yunshu had taken him away... I guess Guan Yunshu also heard the fighting, came to find him, and took the young master to Ming'an Temple to heal his injuries."

"Ming'an Temple?" Luo Chaoyan was slightly stunned. She pondered for a few seconds, then glanced at Xiao Yuanmu coldly. She was about to say a few sarcastic words to Xiao Yuanmu before leaving, but Mu Lier behind her suddenly exploded.

"Ming'an Temple!?" Mu Li'er had been watching from the sidelines, only thinking about saving Luo Chaoyan and then leaving, but now she was immediately furious, with her eyebrows raised, "That stinky nun Guan Yunshu is quite good at picking up things!? She fought in front of Zeng Lengyue's door, and she could cross countless streets to take Wumian away!? Who would believe it!?"

Luo Chaoyan, Xiao Yuanmu and Su Qingqi all looked at her in confusion. If Guan Yunshu wants to take Zhao Wumian away, just let him take him away. Why are you so angry... Oh, by the way, when Mu Lier was ten years old, she seemed to have been beaten and cried by Guan Yunshu, who was four years old at the time.

These two women don't get along with each other.

Mu Lier gritted her teeth, pulled Luo Chaoyan and turned to leave, "Your Majesty, let's go to Ming'an Temple to ask for the man! That nun is really shameless. It's ok for her to be tempted by love, but she actually brought a man to the temple! Shameless! It's immoral!"

Tap tap tap————

Mu Lier was also very angry. Luo Chaoyan didn't even have a chance to speak before she was dragged away.

As the two women left, Zeng Lengyue remained dead silent.

The sneer on Xiao Yuanmu's face gradually turned into an expressionless expression. The girls in the hall realized that something was wrong. They didn't care about the wet floor and immediately knelt on the ground, trembling.

Su Qingqi knew that Xiao Yuanmu must be furious because Luo Chaoyan suddenly showed up and he couldn't do anything, so she coaxed her softly, "Your Majesty is only eighteen or nineteen this year. He tends to do impulsive things when he's emotional. But Master, don't be impulsive. If anything happens to her, Young Master will really..."

call----

Before she could finish her words, she saw Xiao Yuanmu in front of her holding a round fan, and suddenly swung it backwards. A strong wind blew, and Su Qingqi's dress and hair were suddenly blown backwards.

Clank, clang, clang————

The unparalleled power contained in the round fan spread across the hall in the blink of an eye, blowing the tables and chairs into pieces. The deep red silk hanging from the top made a tearing sound and was completely shattered by the strong wind and fell all over the sky.

But the force did not decrease. It hit the wall in the corner of the hall, but did not damage the wall at all. Instead, it passed through the wall like a ghost, as if hitting a cow from across the mountain, and landed on the already calm lake behind Zeng Lengyue.

Boom————

It was as if ten tons of gunpowder suddenly exploded in the lake, and the calm water suddenly surged upwards, forming huge waves, as if Zhao Wumian had once again used the Abyss Dragon's Head to smash heavily on the lake surface.

boom----

There was another thunderous roar, and the water splashed all over the sky and submerged Zeng Lengyue again, which frightened the spectators on both sides of the lake who had finally recovered. "Again!?"

"I heard that it was Marquis Weiming who was fighting with Guiyuan from Wugong Mountain. Could it be Marquis Weiming again?"

"It must be him. Maybe he's testing some moves?"

Su Qingqi opened her pink lips slightly, with a look of surprise... She began to suspect that Xiao Yuanmu's claim that he was seriously injured might be just a pretense of being weak in front of Zhao Wumian.

"Hmph." Xiao Yuanmu turned away and left, walking up the stairs silently with heavy steps.

Luo Chaoyan had already stood on the boat and looked back at the huge waves. The small boat under her feet was shaking with the turbulent waves, but she did not look afraid at all and snorted coldly.

Ming'an Temple, which is the branch of Xiaoxitian Temple in the capital, covers a vast area and is very popular. Even in the rainy night, there are many pilgrims holding umbrellas and worshipping... However, most of them are ladies who dare not come during the day.

The young ladies all wore veils and dared not look at people. They looked around timidly for fear that their true identities would be discovered. They hurriedly gave money and went to pray for marriage.

The graceful and elegant "Beijing aunties" were relatively open and unrestrained, wearing decent clothes that highlighted their voluptuous figures, walking slowly in the rain, and paying thousands of taels of silver bills before going to pay homage to the Goddess of Childbirth. At first glance, they were obviously the wives of some high-ranking official of the imperial court or a wealthy businessman.

Zhao Wumian had no idea that Luo Chaoyan had already killed Zeng Lengyue. He was gnawing on the chicken leg of a roast chicken bought from a street vendor. He stood under the Bodhi tree in the temple, looking at the incense money donated by the aunties and young ladies, and was secretly frightened.

The income generated by these bald donkeys in a day must be tens of thousands of taels, right? They are really rich. Back then, he started a brothel from scratch in the capital... Alas, he has not recovered his memory yet, and he doesn't know what he has suffered for Zeng Lengyue.

But as expected, Guan Yunshu will be the next abbot of Xiaoxitian Temple, the boss of all temples in Dali...hiss! Evil capitalist woman.

Although he is a prince in the imperial court, Zhao Wumian, who has been living off girls and only knows how to make money from them, believes that there is an undeniable class gap between him and Guan Yunshu.

Zhao Wumian's clothes were already soaked. The temple only had monk robes, which he didn't like to wear. Guan Yunshu wouldn't give him her clothes, so she let him stay in the house while she went to the street to buy Zhao Wumian a clean set of clothes.

However, Zhao Wumian was afraid that Zeng Lengyue's daughter would worry, and that Guan Yunshu might keep silent just to piss them off, so he went out to find the patrolling constables and asked them to help tell Zeng Lengyue, and then came back and bought a roast chicken.

He was shocked by the income generated by Xiao Xitian. He stopped to look for a few more times before looking away and preparing to stay in the backyard to recuperate. Otherwise, if the nun saw him running around, she would definitely teach him a lesson...

Although the nun looked cute with her hands on her hips scolding him, Zhao Wumian was not a masochist.

Zhao Wumian was thinking about something else in his heart, and he found that many ladies and girls from the Beijing circle were secretly looking at him. While he was wondering, a monk with white hair and beard slowly walked up to Zhao Wumian, bowed and greeted him, "This donor..."

"Can't we eat roast chicken here?" Zhao Wumian wrapped the roast chicken with oil paper. Unless he was facing Guan Yunshu, he would respect other people's rules at other times.

"No." The monk seemed to have a strange expression. He took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve and quietly handed them to Zhao Wumian. "Did you see the lady behind me?"

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned, and looked up. There was a plump, mature and beautiful woman, about forty years old, but well-maintained, with fair skin. She was facing the Buddha statue with her hands folded. Then she "accidentally" noticed Zhao Wumian's gaze, looked at him, and smiled softly.

The monk coughed lightly and stuffed the banknote into Zhao Wumian's hand. "That lady is the wife of the Minister of War in the court. It's just that the Minister of War was on the battlefield in his early years... ahem, that lady thought that the donor might be her fertility Bodhisattva for a few nights, so she asked me to come and ask."

Zhao Wumian's eyes widened. This was the first time he had heard of this. "You still have this business? Are you Xiao Xitian or Dahuanxi Temple?"

The monk seemed to feel ashamed and said helplessly:
"Of course it's Xiao Xitian. The monks in this temple all strictly abide by the precepts and have never done anything that violates the rules. But since we are in the capital, we can't offend the officials in the court. When faced with certain things, we have to turn a blind eye...

Anyway, I'm not forcing you. If you're interested, you can go to the west wing tonight. The lady will be waiting for you... If you're not interested, you can keep the money. The lady said that you haven't had enough to eat, so you can use the money to buy more food. It can also be considered a good relationship."

Having said that, the monk shook his head helplessly and turned to leave. Zhao Wumian looked at the banknote in his hand, a little speechless. Not long after, other monks came to him. They had roughly the same intention, but the people who asked Zhao Wumian out were different. Most of them were aunts in their thirties or forties.

Either a one-night stand or a child...

Zhao Wumian really couldn't handle it. He hadn't even touched Zeng Lengyue's daughter, let alone all this. At this moment, he heard footsteps coming closer and closer from behind him, as well as a voice without any emotion.

"Bodhisattva of Childbirth? You probably prefer this identity to Marquis Wei Ming, right?"

Zhao Wumian suddenly froze and turned around in surprise, only to see Luo Chaoyan holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a simple dress, standing under the Bodhi tree, looking at him silently.

"Saint..." Zhao Wumian paused, slightly surprised, "Why are you here?"

Luo Chaoyan didn't say anything, just stared at him. After a few seconds, she sniffed as if she was a little aggrieved, and she sounded a little like crying.
"I came to look for you, but ended up getting scolded by that woman Xiao Yuanmu. I was almost crying, but you didn't come over. I looked for you for a long time, but you ended up going to someone else's temple and acting as a fertility bodhisattva..."

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Thanks to the leader of 'Bai Ge Liao Luan'!

Many thanks.

To be honest, I already owe more than a dozen chapters, but the plot has entered the middle to late stages, and I often get stuck. I sit in front of the computer for a whole day, and I don’t know if I can finish it before the book is finished...

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