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The Queen Mother Was Reborn as the Daughter of an Abandoned Concubine? !
On the day the Queen Mother died, the sky was filled with red light. The late emperor asked in a dream that she had been picked up by a Bodhisattva. Only I know that I was poisoned to death by my own son. When I opened my eyes again, I became the daughter of an abandoned concubine in the cold palace. I was five years old this year. In front of me is the new concubine whom I supported with one hand, the niece of my close friend. She was feeding me medicine with a smile: "Be good, drink this bowl
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Hehe, Don't Look Back
On Wen He's thirtieth birthday, Shen Han deeply forgot about it. He forgot that they had been childhood sweethearts for twenty years, forgot about their third wedding anniversary, and forgot that she had only loved eating strawberry mousse - just because he couldn't afford anything else when he was eighteen. She was waiting when the call came, and he said, "I'm on a temporary business trip. I'll bring you a gift when I come back." She didn't say today was my birthday. He didn't ask either. After
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In Rebirth, If I Get 100 Million Views, I Will Run Away
More than just the bond between the male and female protagonists across time and space, this is a group portrait that will make CP lovers ecstatic! The hard-core love between the time-travel heroine and the young man who retired from the group is full of tension, the youthful love song between the drummer of the band and the daughter of the group is full of vitality; the tacit interaction between the two top students is beyond sweet; and the taboo pull between the male bodyguard and the crazy ar
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Xiao Feng Gui Lu Series
My name is Lu Xiaofeng, a 21-year-old college student. When the abandoned temple in a deserted village was chosen for the folklore collecting activity, the students were extremely excited. I could only stare at the broken peach wood threshold of the temple door and the strangely arranged array of gravels on the ground that had long since failed, and felt a chill running down my back. When the monitor walked over the gravel with a smile, I clearly saw a pair of blue-gray child's handprints sudden
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