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As the man with the scar increased his grip, Li Qianzi's breathing grew more labored and her consciousness began to fade...,"Prince, are you blind Of course, I'm your new bride, Li Qianzi.",Li Qianzi scoffed coldly, then pulled out a pristine white handkerchief from her sleeve. She bit her finger and wrote the words "divorce papers" on it before throwing them at him without a shred of politeness.。