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Qicheng Does Not Cross
When the carved door of the Qicheng villa closed heavily on a rainy night, Wen Zhao held her seven-month-old daughter Xiaotang in her arms and listened to her mother-in-law sneer, "Girls are always a burden, and I have no obligation to be your nanny." Finally, she understood - the sincerity she showed during the five years of marriage had long been turned into a knife to stab her by her husband Zhou Yan and her "best friend" Ruan Qing. Zhou Yan always said, "I will accompany you when the company
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This Bowl of Soup Is a Bit Sweet. Xunwei Bacheng
Eleven years after her father was unjustly disappeared, Bai Xiaolu received the twelve tokens from Qin Shiyu on the top of the seventh floor of Changzhou Restaurant. My father only left a note with one word written on it: West. Going west, there are eight cities and eight flavors. From the saltiness of the salt wells in western Sichuan to the spiciness of the Jianmenguan Shu Road; from the bitterness of Han Chinese medicinal diet to the sourness of Chang'an Tang fruit; from the freshness of Luoy
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Scapegoat
"Sister, is this dumb medicine bitter?" I held the embroidered handkerchief and wiped it on my sister's fingertips. The packet of medicinal powder in her sleeve was rubbing against my wrist bones - it was the same hands in my previous life that poured the dumb medicine into my throat, and watched with a smile as I curled up in the cold palace like a wild dog, waiting to die.
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I Loaded the Doomsday Game
Thirty-year-old game tester Lin Ye, after an accident, his soul traveled to a different world called "Blue Star". Here, a hundred years ago, the "Great Collapse" came, opening rifts in space and countless monsters called "aberrants" flooding in. Civilization was reduced to ruins, and humans could only survive in the "barrier city" protected by huge walls. This is a cruel era in which all the people are soldiers, and their way of survival is to hunt down aberrations and obtain "soul crystals" and
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Rusha
"Mother, it's time to drink ginseng soup." The crisp sound of the porcelain spoon hitting the rim of the bowl was like the sound of the hosta being crushed between my teeth during the poisonous attack in my previous life. I suddenly grabbed the nanny's wrist, and the ginseng soup splashed a ferocious crow color on the brocade quilt - this old guy actually even used the same amount of poison as in his previous life. The gold-encrusted jade bracelet on her wrist made my palms ache. It was a gift I
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