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Miss, She Moves the Capital with Her Dance
I am the poorest little beggar in the capital, and I survive by dancing in the snow for coins. When I deliberately kicked Xue into the general's face that day, I didn't expect that he would carry me back to the house. The young master from an aristocratic family threw money at me to shut up: "You dance so noisily, this ingot of silver buys you peace." But the mysterious piano player accompanied me under the moonlight: "Your dance is worthy of the best music in the world." Until at the palace ban
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It's Snowing in the Evening, Can I Have a Cup of Water?
It's snowing in the evening, can I have a cup of water? Beautiful love among immortals Strong men and women Looking for the lost beauty in the strange world of immortals If you can't forget it, you will naturally care about it Welcome to the fairy world of Wan Lai and Tian Yuxue
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Biography of Huirou
The gilt candlestick in the East Nuan Pavilion of the Wenhua Hall exploded with lights. Shen Huirou put down the fragment of the "Yongle Dian" that was being repaired, and stroked the beetle hole at the entry of "Yinghuo Shouxin" with her fingertips. The green-calyx plum shadows swayed outside the window, and it was the night of Jingzhe in the thirteenth year of Yongchang again - at that time, she was still a little palace maid of the Shang Palace Bureau, kneeling in front of the blood-stained g
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The Little Junior Sister at the Tail End of the Demon World Is Pampered and Becomes a Fairy
During the sect competition, I tremblingly put on my homemade charm. "We will definitely win this time!" The senior brothers in the audience covered their eyes one after another: "Little junior sister started to do it again..." As a result, the spell exploded and the pants in the entire arena disappeared in an instant. The master's beard flew away, and the wig of the elder of the sect next door spun into the air. Eight senior brothers rushed to the stage to save me, but the second senior brother
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