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Books by 秋水莲心
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Eight Urns of Ashes 八捧骨灰
Eight Urns of Ashes
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Blue Cloth Flowers on the Urn 骨灰盒上的蓝布花
The Blue Flower on the Urn
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Heartbeat Counterattack: Reborn, I Tear Apart the White Moonlight Drama 心跳逆击：重生后我撕碎白月光剧
On the operating table, I heard my husband, Lu Jianming, tell his first love, “Yueyue won’t live much longer anyway. Her heart would be perfect for you.” Reborn five years earlier, at our engagement banquet on Shanghai’s Bund, I watched him tenderly drape his jacket over his “frail” junior classmate. I took off my million-yuan diamond ring in front of everyone. “The engagement is off. I wish you two siblings a deep bond.” He sneered. “Without me, you’re nothing.” He had no idea I already held hi
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Survival with a Broken Pot: The Embroidered Uniform Guard's Slave 碎壶求生：锦衣奴
My new work is here! You're welcome to read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you'll enjoy it. Your support inspires me to write, and I'll do my best to tell every story well!
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Reborn, I Made Him Beg for What He Could Never Have 重生后，我让他求而不得
At my wedding, I lifted my veil and walked not toward the groom, but to the seat reserved for the witness. “Grandpa, do you know how this good grandson-in-law you cherish got his first investment from the Shen family?” As the whole room erupted, I looked at Lu Hanzhou's face, which had gone deathly pale. In my previous life, I lived to thirty under his thumb. Before he pushed me down the stairs, he held his secretary close and told me, “Everything your Shen family owns has been mine for a long t
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The Old Locust Tree Hides a Bowl: Hongwu-Era Secrets Shake the World 老槐藏碗：洪武秘事惊天下
At the entrance to Sun Family Village stood an old hollow locust tree, with room inside for three children to hide. The villagers revered it as a spiritual guardian. A rebellious young man named A Ke raised his axe to cut it down and make way for his new house. Thud! The axe sank deep into the old tree's trunk, its dull impact startling the sparrows from the branches. A Ke wiped the sweat from his brow, paying no attention to the dry leaves rustling down from the trunk. This sacred tree was in t
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