chinese novel
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Lu Xian looked down: “Why did cousin write these two lines of poetry?” Luo Ling Yu blushed: “On a summer night, I sat idly with nothing to do. My heart was moved, so I wrote it down.” The moon was like frost and snow, covering the ground in silvery brightness. In the Prince of Hengyang’s…
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“Ancient Wind Battlefield?” When Dean Jian spoke seriously, Bai Lian asked for clarification, “A stage play?” Besides the song “Betting on Wine,” she had composed many pieces for Yan Lu, each with its own unique style. “It’s an original play called ‘Flowers on the Tree’ by the National Theater,” Dean Jian explained the background. “It…
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He turned off the lights. The candles burned brightly, with wisps of smoke rising from the ancient bronze incense burner. The curtains hung like mist, and a jade-colored silk mat lay on the ivory couch. The hall was quiet, with a gentle night breeze blowing. Through the bamboo curtains, Jin Yue and other maids entered…
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Xue Zhuangxin pondered for a while. Was the Lingshan he mentioned the same one from her memories? The young cultivator spoke of the He Lian family… He Lian family… wasn’t that Lingshan’s He Lian family? The previously noisy area suddenly fell silent. Xing Shuishui pulled her hand back. He had just rattled off this shocking…
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In the Buddhist temple’s elegant music, celestial dancers twirled gracefully. Under the eager gaze of the young lords and ladies, Lian Qiniang repeatedly invited Lady Luo to join, who finally accepted with a smile. During this era, wealthy families valued entertainment and self-expression. Dancing was particularly popular among the nobility. From their perspective, being invited…
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Ji Shaojun took the soy sauce into the kitchen. Chief Chen’s voice called out, asking him to quickly hand over the soy sauce. Lance, unfamiliar with Chinese cuisine, went to watch Dean Jian and Ji Heng play chess instead. Rather than the elegant game of Go, they were playing Five-in-a-Row. The two were evenly matched.…
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Ling Xi was extremely panicked. The silhouette looked like Madam Qin’s, but there were many people who looked similar in the world. Madam Qin was in Nanyang, and couldn’t possibly have come to Jianye. After leaving Lady Lu’s courtyard, the cold wind helped Ling Xi calm down a bit. Even if it really was Madam…
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The campus internet was average, but Ding Wenyang managed to refresh the page quickly. [Username: Ning Xiao Monthly Points: 0 Total Points: 2,717,458 Following: 2 Followers: 3] Nearly three million total points – how arrogant, Ding Wenyang thought. The preparation bell rang, and Ding Wenyang snapped back to reality. He made a sound of surprise…
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Only after crossing the Wangchuan River with her own body did she understand its true power. All the suffering imaginable in the mortal world gathered in these waters, shaking souls violently while leaving flesh unmarked. Rather than Wangchuan River, it might be better called the River of Suffering. Even with her cultivation, it was hard…
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Inside the palace gates, outside the Grand Marshal’s gate were government offices where court officials worked daily. At the border between the South and North countries, there were occasional conflicts. Recently, the South had been losing battles. The court was busy, with various officials discussing war matters rather than enjoying their usual leisure. In a…