
Fictional Love Tribulation
虚构情劫
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 90k Words
- Genre
- Ancient Romance
- Subgenre
- Palace & Household Intrigue
- Audience
- Female
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Fanqie
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2Reads
35Chapters
97Reads · all time
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Only Read New Books and Works by Cute New Authors
It is not easy for newcomers to write. I hope newcomers can recommend it to me. I will read it carefully and give comments. I respect the efforts of every newcomer because I am also a newcomer. I hope everyone can help each other!
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A Short but Enjoyable Novel
I'm begging for a book, don't have too many chapters, just about a hundred or so, something sweet, or something a bit bland, good-looking, exciting, I can't bear the sadistic books, I'm getting older, I can't stand the tossing hahahaha
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The sea fish died in that snow after all. If we are exposed to the snow together now, we will live together in this life [crying] [crying] [crying] I really cried to death. Cheng Yi died in the fire, and A Fei also left with the name of a traitor... After falling into the water, everything was so sudden, and the story line was incomplete. This was also because Yu Lan came from time travel. She knew nothing about her story in the book. To her, all the things happening before her were just a few strokes of the original book. Maybe this was fate. The daughter Lang, who was once on horseback, eventually died in the northwest with her mother, in the land that trapped Chu Mingxin for eleven years, and slept in that heavy snow with tens of millions of soldiers of the Northern Liang Guards... It was good that there was no news from Father Yu's sea fish. After all, no news is good news, and Father Yu also has hope. Heaven and earth are merciless, fame has destiny. To me, Chu Mingxin's ending is relatively open. There are many possibilities for his ending. Just 90,000 words can't explain anything. Everything is possible. Heaven and earth are sentimental, and they will eventually mourn with plain snow and cover up the embers of the beacon smoke. Heaven and earth are merciless, and now I wear plain snow as my clothes to tell the story of the end of love and calamity.
No, no, no, no, [cry] [cry] [cry] [cry] Author, you have saved enough of my tears [cry] [cry] [cry] [cry]