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Books by 云阶渡城
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The Flower-and-Stone Tribute of Tokyo 东京的花石纲
How can a single rock bring down a dynasty? In the second year of the Xuanhe era, Yang Zhi, son of a military family, accepts the most important imperial assignment of his life: transporting the Taihu Lake's strange stone, “Little Xiegu,” to the capital, Dongjing, to adorn the imperial garden of Genyue. What seems like an honorable path to promotion is, in truth, a voyage straight to hell. He witnesses families destroyed wherever the imperial yellow seals appear. To transport the massive stone,
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The Flower-and-Stone Tribute of Bianjing 汴京的花石纲
A strange stone from Lake Tai, and an imperial mission that leads straight to hell. Yang Zhi is ordered to escort the “Little Xie Girl,” but witnesses with his own eyes how the massive stone destroys the water gate, cuts off canal transport, and drives the people to revolt. A shipwreck turns him from an officer into a wanted criminal. In exile, he carries a ledger documenting the dynasty’s corruption. Should he clear his name by finding someone else to take the blame, or tear apart the illusion
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The Phoenix’s Game: The Legitimate Princess Rules the Realm 凤弈山河：嫡妃掌乾坤
In the crumbling Great Yin Dynasty, Xie Zhaozhao, born to wealth and privilege, is forced to marry the foolish Crown Prince. But she soon discovers that the imperial house is nothing but a hollow shell, while a treacherous chancellor controls the court through the young ruler and the realm teeters on the brink of collapse. She tears off her red wedding veil and, under the name of Crown Princess, takes command of the army and gathers loyal fighters. Amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood, sh
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I Told You to Abstain, Not to Bring Your Drawing of a God to Life 让你禁色，没让你把神画活了
After the Colorless Calamity, the world faded to gray, and humanity’s emotions and memories faded with it. From that day on, no one could feel joy or sorrow, and no one could remember love or hate. Civilization withered under the absolute rule of “reason.” But I, a counterfeit painter from a colorful world, became the only one of my kind. When I dip my fingertips into the forbidden “color” and paint a single stroke across this gray world, the whole world will go mad because of me. Gods and ghost
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