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ading to the study hall, so she stood still."Don’t worry, Night Tianqiu was infuriated by you just now. He wouldn't go to the study hall; he probably went to the imperial study hall." Rong Jing’s gaze... no stiffness or anxiety. His posture wasn’t entirely upright, his expression was calm, yet he exuded the presence of a king. She lowered her gaze, knowing that Night Tianyi naturally possessed an imp...