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Legend has it that every year on the brightest night of the moon, the magic statue will appear and he will realize one of your wishes. In exchange, he will take away one of your most precious things.
"Young lady, don't wait any longer, ok? Maybe it's just a legend, it's so cold here. " Qing Er, who is one year younger than her, was shivering with cold, rubbing her fist while breathing.
"Qing Er, go home first. I am waiting here alone. " Shangguan Xueying put her hand on the fire and roasted it, then rubbed her frozen arm to warm her body, but it was obviously useless.
"Young lady, the doctor said that Master Qi was suffering from cold and heat. Unless there is a miracle, there is no cure. Let's not waste our energy here." Miss Qi and Master Qi were childhood friends, but Master Qi's illness was not caused by our young lady. In her words, there is no need to ask here.
"Qing Er, some people believe in miracles, and miracles will happen. I believe that the magical statue will appear tonight. You either go back or shut up. " Shangguan Xueying rested her hands on her hips and acted like a dragon.
Although the young lady is only seven years old, she acts like a seventeen-year-old lady. What bad luck. She is the young lady's maid, so she can't wait!
Qing Er shrugged his shoulders, shut up and curled up beside him. ...