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We Know Each Other Every Year and Stay with Each Other Forever
Her name is Shen Qingci, she is a doctor of modern history. When she woke up, she became an unlucky princess who was about to marry Beirong. His name is Pei Yan, and he is the youngest regent of the Daning Dynasty. He is a decisive and ruthless "living king of hell". When they first met, she was on his mission to see her off, and he was her only chance of survival. She said she wanted to live, so he turned the wedding team around and protected her behind him: "Who dares to touch my people?" I th
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The Daughter's Strategy: Rebirth for Revenge and Control of the Country
In the Liang Dynasty, Pei Yuan, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, was naive in her previous life. She mistakenly believed in the false love of her biological mother and concubine, and was exploited to death by her fiancé, Prince Xiao Jingyan. The Duke's mansion was full of loyal people, but they were destroyed. They were eventually charged with "rebellion" and shed blood. Before his death, Pei Yuan watched his concubine Pei Ying put on a phoenix robe and ascend the throne of the queen,
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Cao Tu Fengyun
In the 23rd year of Kaiyuan, a "dou-level" official responsible for inspecting and accepting grain at the Cao Canal in Luoyang was involved in a huge case that spanned the court, feudal towns and merchant gangs because of a ship of "chen rice" from Jianghuai. In the end, in the flames of the Anshi Rebellion, he became a person who will not be recorded in the history books, but has actually changed countless lives and deaths.
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When the Machine Is Ready, Make Sugar and the Milk Will Be Slightly Sweet.
At two o'clock in the morning, the red light of the 20 million electron microscope was like a heart stopping. Jiang Qie rushed out of the laboratory with the hard drive in his arms and ran into Shen Shi's arms - the cup of warm milk in his hand was the only warmth. The opportunity was given to him, the data was hers, but the favor was like a dangling chemical bond that couldn't find its place. ，，，；，，"" Later, on the playground where the outstanding youth failed, the moon was like a cold-hardene
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