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“Uh…” Embarrassed, Sibel opened and closed his mouth like a fish. Aizen offered both cups to him with a smile. “What are you doing? Take your cup.” “Ah...” Sibel bit his lip nervously. How could he have lost sight of the cup right in front of him? He focused as hard as he could, trying to recall his memories. Right? Left? Which one was it? His hand hovered in the air for a long time. But Sibel soon picked up a glass as if he had made up his…- 215.1 K • Completed
Mu Jue's face instantly drained of all color, turning almost transparently pale. In the past, he could retreat to advance, positioning himself as the "victim," the "bullied one." Afterward, he wouldn't even have to personally complain. The ministers would naturally embellish the story and report it to Emperor Changping, who would then seek justice for him. But this time, Emperor Changping had not specified where each prince must kneel. The Crown Prince, known for his unpredictable moods, had grown tired…- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- Empress Ji's idea of "making her son take Wei Zhao as his master" was a decision made after careful consideration and weighing of various factors. Firstly, Emperor Changping was deeply wary of the princes forming factions within the court. If she, as the Empress, blatantly tried to win over Wei Zhao, it would definitely displease Emperor Changping. But taking a master was different. Apprenticeship was more of a personal relationship. As long as both parties were willing, even the Emperor couldn't say…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- The three-day kneeling punishment decreed by Emperor Changping did not require them to kneel through the night. Once the hour of You (5-7 PM) passed and night fell, the princes could return to rest and report back the next morning. "Eldest Prince, Her Majesty, the Empress, has prepared dinner at Fengyi Palace and has sent this servant to invite you to dine." Empress Ji's trusted eunuch had been waiting on the side. Seeing that the time had come, he immediately stepped forward to help Mu Jue up and…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- Wei Zhao couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound. The slanting sunlight filtered through the willow branches, casting dappled shadows. On the cobblestone palace road, a youth dressed only in a thin, bright yellow silk robe, with a face like jade and eyes like black lacquer, his black hair simply tied with a jade ribbon and obediently resting against the nape of his neck, was now leaning weakly on the uneven stones. One hand was on the ground, the other pressed to his chest as he coughed…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- The sun hung high in the sky, and it was now noon, the most difficult time of day for the princes who were being punished with kneeling before the hall. The Second Prince, Mu Xiao, had gotten his wish and was now furnished with cotton pads and knee pads, leaving him quite satisfied. However, when he turned his head and saw Gao Jili serving Mu Yun with iced rock sugar and white fungus soup, which looked sweet, refreshing, and very thirst-quenching, Mu Xiao's satisfaction immediately vanished. His face…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- Regarding the final verdict, it turned out that Wei Zhao had worried for nothing. After Emperor Changping expressed his willingness to use his private funds to purchase two luxurious mansions in the most scenic area of the capital's suburbs as compensation, the little Crown Prince, without even batting an eyelid, accepted the Emperor's "kind intentions" and "punishment." It was free real estate. Why refuse free stuff? He was used to being labeled a troublemaker anyway; one more stain wouldn't…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- Wei Zhao clearly felt the slight tremor in the skin under his fingers when he touched Mu Jue's arm. Although it was faint, how could it escape the detection of Marquis Wei, whose inner force was profound and whose five senses were extremely sharp. Wei Zhao couldn't help but think of the soft, gentle touch of the little Crown Prince when he was close to him. He seemed so docile and completely unguarded. So, not all members of the royal family had the talent for acting. There was only one cunning…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- As soon as Wei Zhao left, Gao Jili stealthily crept into the bedroom, "Your Highness, quickly get up and eat your midnight snack." The freshly made mung bean cakes were specially wrapped by him in three layers of oil paper. He carried them in his bosom, and they were still very warm. Behind the bed curtains, Mu Yun, who was concentrating on "feigning unconsciousness," slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright. He lazily stretched and yawned before sitting up, showing no signs of being…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
- This time, the killing intent in Wei Zhao's eyes was genuine. The Marquis of Dingbei's wrath, in the northern border, meant rivers of blood and mountains of bones. Even the fiercest invaders would flee at the mere mention of his name. Even with mental preparation, it was not something a youth could easily withstand. Mu Yun looked at those sharp, cold, emotionless phoenix eyes and suddenly felt a hollowness in his heart. He instinctively wanted to break free. However, having experienced the body…
- 41.2 K • Ongoing
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