“Who made this soup?” Gwen asked.
“I don’t know. I brought it from the old castle.” Gu Sui said he didn’t know either.
When we went to Suyuan, the servants over there were already ready.
It’s just that I thought I would be a French, but how I knew it was a Hwaseong.
“What’s the matter? It’s not good?” Gu Sui asked.
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