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In the courtyard of Prince Rui's Mansion, the crimson lanterns hanging high in front of Fei Xia Pavilion swayed violently in the gale and downpour. The two large red "囍" characters on the door were blown off into the muddy ground and soon vanished in a torrent of rain.,Hearing Li Qianzi mention the crown prince, the man with the scar laughed mockingly: “Haha, you ugly freak, I'll tell you the truth, the crown prince won't be coming tonight. You are destined to be my prey, hahaha...”,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。