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“Merde.”The voice came from above, a mumbled whisper that sounded listless, as if somewhat disappointed, yet also annoyed and impatient. —What did it mean?Erik looked up. He saw dark gray jeans with some holes and frayed edges, then a black jacket with a shiny metal clasp on the zippered collar. Further up, a sharply defined jawline that seemed a bit too angular from his perspective, and a mouth—a very attractive mouth—slightly parted, revealing a glimpse of pearly white teeth.That word had come…- 54.1 K • Completed
- “…Alright. Have it your way.” “…!” “But no guiding.” “…?” “Only when I request it. Just hugging or holding hands, that’s all.” Nod, nod! Jiho thought to himself that with just hugs or handholding, he’d never get anywhere with guiding. Still, it was more important to secure Dojin’s agreement before he could change his mind. He slipped a hand out from the blanket and held it out, only his pinky extended. Dojin gave a dry, amused laugh at the…
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Rong Qing took out a box and opened it, revealing an antique Byzantine ring. After a brief silence, he said, "I never told you, but I actually won this ring at an auction." Mo Zimu’s gaze fell on the ring, its surface engraved with a matrimonial scene from the Holy Land. The intricate narrative style was rare, except in Byzantine rings, like a slowly unfolding epic cast in metal. The first time he had seen it was at an auction in Italy. Half-jokingly, he had told Rong Qing, If someone gave him this…- 117.3 K • Completed
Lian Ai forced his weak body upright and crawled toward Daoist Ji Yuan’s corpse. The moment he saw the man’s eyes wide open in death, his heart clenched. He quickly turned his face away and reached for the man’s waist. His hand brushed over the key at Ji Yuan’s waist. Gripping it tightly, he turned back and struggled to unlock the cell door. His legs had no strength left, so he slumped against the doorway. Bu Nian slowly opened his eyes. He braced himself against the iron bars and stood, each…- 157.9 K • Completed
- After washing, Zhou Song changed into fresh clothes and draped a thick fox fur over his shoulders before stepping out of the hall. A cold wind whipped against Zhou Song’s face, but thankfully, the midday breeze wasn’t as biting as the morning chill. He could endure it. He wasn’t entitled to ride in a sedan chair A sedan chairis a portable, covered seat for one person that was carried on poles by two people, historically used for transportation, especially in the 17th and 18th centuries. These…
- The rising warmth from the bath dispelled the chill, and Zhou Song's body relaxed under the gentle caress of the water. He sat in the tub for a long time, recalling the gruesome death of the man in the hall. His stomach churned, making him deeply uncomfortable. He scooped up another handful of water and poured it over himself, grateful that he had managed to survive the day. His first encounter with He Zhi left Zhou Song feeling as though he had met a venomous snake in ambush. The man's vertical…
“It’s a grave that’s already been tainted once—of course the villagers will be uneasy. No one wants this grave here. Honestly, it’d be less stressful to just get rid of it. Why don’t we gather the villagers right now and take a vote?” “Of course they’ll side with me! Do you think anyone here would doubt the sanctification of High Priest of Gaioh?” “Oh? Aren’t you supposed to be hiding your status as High Priest?” Yurichen clenched his teeth, momentarily at a loss for…- 183.7 K • Completed
- In the forty-first year of the Yonghe era, a heavy snow fell on Mount Fu, bringing biting winds even to the perpetually warm Southern Forest. Pedestrians on the streets huddled in their thickest clothing, standing silently on either side of the road as they watched a luxurious palanquin emerge from the city gates. “Ah, the Sixth Prince truly has a wretched fate. So young, yet already being sent to that place of death.” “Indeed. Who doesn’t know the unpredictable temper of the ruler in the…
Chapter 25: This Body, a Blade From a certain day on, a strange little beggar began to appear on the streets of Penglai. This beggar wore an oddly fine mud-gold jacket patterned with bamboo—clearly the clothing of a noble household. He carried a bamboo-joint dagger in his arms and limped when he walked, his eyes wide and frightened like a startled deer. Yet no one could see the searing hatred buried deep in their glossy depths. He often huddled outside tea houses and taverns, waiting for diners…- 450.2 K • Completed
- Chapter 24: A Heart Branded with Blood and Hate After Fang Minsheng was taken away, the Fang estate fell into silence. The crape myrtles had withered; even the holly trees had lost their vitality, their leaves dry, wrinkled, and dark brown. By the water pavilion, the yellow jasmine grew wildly, like tangled threads. Most of the servants had been injured, and those who remained tiptoed about quietly, afraid to make the slightest sound. The Langgan Guard shut himself away like a frost-bitten…
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