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Hearing Li Qianzi mention the crown prince, the man with the scar laughed mockingly: “Haha, you ugly freak, I'll tell you the truth, the crown prince won't be coming tonight. You are destined to be my prey, hahaha...”,Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,Moments later, the door was flung open with a loud "bang" by Nan Gong Yu's forceful kick. A gust of cold wind swept in, ruffling Li Qian Zi's magnificent crimson wedding robe.。