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- Empresses in the Palace: Fourth Prince and Consort Wan 甄嬛传之四阿哥与婉娘娘 My new work is here! You can read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support inspires me to write, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well! 58Reads6.0Score10414d adds
- A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Mo Caihuan 凡人修仙传之墨彩环 You mustn't meet someone dazzlingly brilliant too early in life, or your world will never be able to make room for anyone else. I'm Mo Caihuan, a... a mortal who longs to cultivate immortality but has no spiritual roots. I wanted to be by his side, but unfortunately... People say that meeting Han Li at first sight ruined me for life. But only I know that he was just passing through my life. Though he influenced me for the rest of my days, I always knew what I wanted from life. This story is bas 5Reads—Score—14d adds
- The Double-Pupiled Stranger: The Overlord of Western Chu 重瞳异人之西楚霸王 Yu Ji hangs upside down in the hands of a Han army general. The jade hairpin falls from her hair, and the cold gleam of a blade reflects off her pale face. “I hear the Overlord’s double pupils can see the secrets of heaven.” The Han general grins wickedly as he grips Yu Ji by her dark hair. “If you’re willing to gouge out those eyes, I’ll spare her life!” A metallic taste of blood rises in Xiang Yu’s throat, but he suddenly throws back his head and laughs. Slowly, he reaches out, his fingertips 2Reads—Score—14d adds
- Empresses in the Palace: An Lingrong's Reborn Chronicle 甄嬛传之安陵容重生录 The Waking of Insects had just passed, and morning dew still clung to the pear blossoms in the courtyard. An Lingrong suddenly sat up in bed, her chest heaving. Her fingertips still carried the lingering sensation of suffocation from the white silk tightening around her neck. Before her was not the narrow bed in the Cold Palace, thick with the smell of mildew, but the side hall where she had lived when she first entered the palace. The mirror showed her at seventeen. Her brows were graceful as d —Reads—Score—14d adds
