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Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,Li Qianzi cursed inwardly, her figure blurred, flitting like a ghost through the blades and shadows of the battlefield...,Nangong Yu's long and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.。