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A gentle breeze opened the curtain, revealing her face. Her skin was as white as fine porcelain, unadorned yet elegant and refined. While she wasn't breathtakingly beautiful or stunningly captivating, she possessed a unique charm. Her brows were like ink paintings, naturally dark and delicate, her features small and graceful, with an air of youthful vibrancy that made her appear particularly striking.,Wei Xue nodded and turned to leave. Mu Jiu sat up and walked to the bedside. He hadn't had a nightmare in a long time.,Three years ago, the former Marquis Dingbei fell ill and passed away. Xiao Jun was still too young to have even come of age, and everyone assumed that the title would go to his uncle. However, he single-handedly fought his way into the enemy camp and beheaded their general, returning with a resounding victory. The Emperor Chu was overjoyed and issued an unprecedented decree, allowing him to inherit the Marquis title, making him the youngest Marquis since the founding of the country, a well-deserved honor.。