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Shui Mo: The Gods Descend, Jade Imprisons the Heart 水默：神临玉囚心
【Possessive, obsessive Water Lord × black-lotus Goddess of All Things】 After seven days of blizzards, Wang Mo gives everything she has to save the “human world.” But the truth is that her real home was destroyed long ago. The place she returned to is nothing but a dream woven for her by the Water Prince. He is the oldest Water Lord in the Immortal Realm, enduring an eternity of solitude like the water itself. Then a girl carrying the warmth of fire enters the Stillwater Lake, and for the first
1.2kReads—Score103Shelves
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Shui Mo: The Princess Consort Wants to Run Away Every Day 水默：王妃每天都想跑
The later chapters are in Water and Mo: The Twin-Faced Prince's Tale. [The possessive, powerful ruler of water ✘ the beautiful, soft-spoken black lotus Mo] When Wang Mo opens her eyes again, water chains are wrapped around her waist and she's drawn into Shui Qingli's arms. The man's voice is icy. "Human girl, come with me." "Is it so hard to behave and be my princess consort?" "Mo, I only want you." … Wang Mo is on the verge of tears. Can someone tell her where the previously desireless Water P
1.1kReads7.3Score113Shelves
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Shui Mo: The Water Prince's Good-Boy Act Backfires 水默：水王子他装乖翻车了
[A completely human girl vs. a bewitching villainous fairy] Prince Shui’s “usual workday”: clock in at the Spirit Rhinoceros Pavilion, handle business, and use a water mirror to check on his wife. Then he sees Jianpeng bring Wang Mo milk tea and give her a head-pat. Prince Shui crushes his teacup. Yan Jue waves his fan. “Ooh, the tea at the Spirit Rhinoceros Pavilion is extra sour today, isn’t it?” Prince Shui calmly wipes his hands. “The rain in the human world is too acidic. I’m going to take
291Reads—Score—Shelves
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Shui Mo: The Twin-Faced Prince's Tale of His Origins 水默：双面殿下生世语
Everyone says the Water Prince is aloof and noble, the supreme vice chancellor of the Ten Orders. But no one knows how he lazily leans beneath a thousand-year-old locust tree, his pure features at odds with his seductive words: “Big sister, would you like to drown with Jingli for all eternity?” His voice trails off tenderly, like ripples glimmering across a still lake. But in the next instant, a phoenix-feather arrow whistles through the air, grazing his ear before embedding itself in the tre
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