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People's hearts are unpredictable. In the face of personal interests, there is no longer any love and intimacy. Man Tianyun sat up, and it was already late at night. She pulled up her lap and walked over to light the candle in the room. The faint candlelight reflected on Man Tianyun's face. Night has come, and the servants in the princess's residence have also gone to sleep. She looked outside, and it was already snowing. Man Tianyun sighed, reached for her robe, and was about to step out. Suddenly, something stopped her footsteps. Mo Xuanqing's robe was still hanging on the shelf, and the wind blew it away. In the past, she was too angry with Mo Xuanqing, so she forgot to return his robe.