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Books by 黄袍未加身

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  1. My Secret Identity Cheated on Me with Myself 我的马甲绿了我自己 Modern Romance10k WordsCompleted My Secret Identities Made Me Green with Jealousy 59Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Good Grief! Gongmi Has Run Off, and the Emperor Wants Me to Catch Demons 夭寿!贡米跑路,皇上叫我去抓妖 Historical363k WordsCompleted [History + Feel-Good Fiction + Mystery Solving + Officialdom] In the nineteenth year of the Yongle reign, the new capital had just been established. On the Grand Canal, the empire's vital artery, a grain barge loaded with rice for the imperial court vanished without a trace, cargo and crew alike, as if swallowed by the river god! I, Wen Ye, am a low-ranking sixth-rank official in the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue, usually buried in old documents and meticulous with my accounts. Just because I hand 37Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The Weird Descend? Japan Cracks First! 诡异降临?脚盆鸡先遭不住了! Mystery108k WordsOngoing [No Female Lead + Turning It Over to the Nation + Heavy Industry + Crushing the Great Powers + Ascension Through Physics] The supernatural resurgence begins, and rules descend! Terror sweeps the globe. The civilization humanity once took pride in is as fragile as paper in the face of rules like "Turn around and die" and "Breathe and die." While nations fall into despair, university student Jiang Chen arrives after transmigrating with the [Heavy Industry of a Great Power: Dimensional Analysis Sys —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. The Legend of Zanghai: The Hidden Dragon Emerges from the Abyss 藏海传:潜龙出渊 Male-Channel Fanfiction109k WordsOngoing That scene with Uncle Ji made me cry. I just can’t get over it! I hope that in this world of fanfiction, Uncle Ji can keep protecting Zhinu forever! “Uncle Ji! It’s me, Zhinu! I’m Zhinu!” the boy roared. Tears mingled with blood and grime as they slid down his youthful face. His eyes, burning with defiant fire, miraculously overlapped with the image of an innocent, carefree child in Ji Qun’s memory. “Zhinu?! You’re still alive?!” Ji Qun’s voice trembled violently with shock and overwhelming joy. —Reads—Score—Shelves