josei novel
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Dou Zhao’s ancestors began with a peddler who owned no property. By chance, he married a maid from a merchant family in town. Using his wife’s dowry of ten taels of silver, he bought 1.2 mu of land in Beilou Village of Zhending, where he settled down and raised his family. This was the origin…
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The next day, before dawn, Shanghai was taken over by a light drizzle that soon turned into heavy rain. Outside, dark clouds gathered, thunder rolled, accompanied by several flashes of lightning. Having completely separated from the main group and no longer needing to adjust their schedule to accommodate others, all their actions were now free.…
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Father’s carriage was parked at the second gate, with servants busy carrying things inside. Father wore a sapphire blue straight robe made of Hangzhou silk with water iris patterns and a grey squirrel fur cape. He stood elegantly by the carriage, talking to Gao Sheng. Hearing movement, he turned around with a gentle smile, handsome…
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Under the scorching sun, Gu Ci squinted at Chen Jinyao before him. After what seemed like forever, he finally adjusted his mindset and cleared the loneliness from his eyes. “Your answer makes it hard for people to accept,” he said half-jokingly, positioning himself as an old friend with a familiar, relaxed tone. Chen Jinyao couldn’t…
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In reality, Chen Jin Yao didn’t wear high heels very often. It wasn’t that she never wore them, just rarely. Even when she did, it was usually during break times, and she kept flat shoes in her office for quick changes. But this didn’t stop her closet from having several shelves displaying her collection of…
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Dou Zhao couldn’t tell if she was jealous or envious. Blood rushed to her chest, making her feel terribly uncomfortable. She feared that if she looked at her son one more time, she might do something she’d regret. “Give the token to the young master,” she instructed Cui Leng. “Tell them that from now on,…
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The night curtain outside the window slowly descended with the passing of time. Stars dotted the sky with a bright moon hanging high. Shanghai’s night scenery gradually emerged in the darkness – flowing traffic and twinkling lights, all visible from the top floor. Under Yan Cheng’s scholarly and obedient kneeling posture, and his tireless deep…
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“I’ve already given my word, how could I go back on it?” Dou Zhao said with a smile. “Just the other day, Madam Guo sent someone with a message about wanting to arrange a marriage with our family. That’s why I thought we might as well arrange for Young Master Wei to marry the eldest…
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Looking back, Gu Ci was certain he had liked Chen Jinyao. As for why he liked her, so much time had passed that he probably couldn’t remember the details now. Broadly speaking, it was during his youth when their eyes met, and his heart skipped a beat. But at that time, with his mild temperament,…
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Song Mo, courtesy name Yan Tang, was the eldest legitimate son of Duke Song Yichun of England. His mother, Lady Jiang, was the sister of Duke Jiang Meisun. His background was extremely prestigious. At five years old, he was appointed as heir. At fourteen, during his mother’s mourning period, a concubine became pregnant, leading to…