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Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,"Little one..." she struggled to sit up, "You just have to be good...wait, wait until mother's illness is better..." Her voice trailed off, for how could her illness ever get better,Lin Yuanzhi, in his arrogance, declared that only after his death could Zhen'er live a peaceful life. He fails to understand why。