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                    只当旁边的程云朔不在,毕竟,他却是也对她没兴趣,和她保持着天南地北的距离,两人中间能隔出两个人来。                                                                                这时,马车突然一停。                                                                                没什么意外要互相触碰,陆令筠自己坐得极稳,抓着车杆纹丝不动。                                                                                旁边的程云朔也是一样,端坐着和她保持距离。                                                                                “怎么了?”                                                                                程云朔不满道。                                                                                “世子,前面有对卖身葬母的小兄妹。”外面,传来清风的声音。                                                                                程云朔听到这里,挥挥手,“别管他们,走吧。”                                                                                陆令筠却是掀开了车帘往外瞧一眼,只见人群中,一个十三西岁的男孩,一个八九岁的女孩,男孩跪着,女孩抱着草席上己经死了的女人哇哇大哭。                                                                                两个孩子都瘦得不像话,陆令筠留意到就男孩头
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