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Books by Jun Nian
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The Princess’s Scorched-Earth Campaign After I Became Her Prince Consort 成为女驸马后公主火葬场了
[Cross-Dressing + Forced Love + Regret-and-Chase] Content warning: Tragic ending + Over-the-top angst (There’s a happy-ending extra with a sisters-in-law setup.) Jiang Nange had been spoiled since childhood and had a very peculiar temper. At nineteen, she was still unmarried, and rumors about her ran wild in the capital. Yet she never expected that being drugged at the Minister’s residence would usher in a new chapter in her life. Lin Youchun was deliberately raised to be a scapegoat, a sacrific
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Mountain Birds Brewing Tea 山鸟弄茶
[This is my first time writing, so please be kind!] To hide from Gu Yifei the fact that the illegitimate son he had sent overseas to study three years ago was coming back, Gu Lianzheng had no choice but to send Gu Yifei to the mountains. He thought Gu Yifei would make a scene when he came home, but instead Gu Yifei brought someone with him and asked Gu Lianzheng to sponsor him. Gu Lianzheng agreed for the sake of easing his conscience, never imagining that the two would be more than friends. The
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The Two Queens 双后
A month ago, she was a university student and an online novelist. After pulling three all-nighters in a row to meet her deadlines in her dorm... Yes, she died. That was when an electronic, mechanical voice rang out in her mind. The voice told her it could bring her back to life, but first she had to enter a small world and complete a few minor tasks. She froze when she heard that. Her first thought was of transmigrating as a heroine with a golden finger, but what if she died again? She hesitated
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A Warm Breeze Blows By 暖意吹过
When her last game token was gone, An Nuan glared resentfully at the machine in front of her, then looked down at the only plush toy in her arms. As expected… It was all a trick! She was just about to head back when she turned and saw those familiar big eyes. He blinked at her, then pushed his little basket toward her. “Use mine.”
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