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"Ahem——" Fu Xiao tried her best to control herself, not letting herself cough out, but she still couldn't control it, and her throat and chest became a dull voice.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, she smiled palely, and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's useless to be a slave, and I've let the old man down." After speaking, he stood up, shaking his delicate and sick bones slightly, and was about to bow down.

Before people bowed down, the magistrate stepped in in time to support Fu Xiao, and said kindly: "Miss Fu Xiao must not be like this, she came down suddenly, I don't know that the girl is ill, she is abrupt and beautiful." After Fu Xiao was helped up, Immediately let go, and sincerely said: "It's inconvenient to disturb any more, and my aunt shouldn't work any longer. I'll leave now. I hope Miss Fuxiao recovers from her illness. I will visit you again sometime later."

"This... slave, I would like to thank the Elder Master. I will send you off, and my lord is safe." Fu Xiao smiled back, seeing that the magistrate left a few bank notes as usual, and left with a few words of concern.