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Life Swap 换命
After I was burned to death by a monk, my husband brought home a young woman with captivating eyes and a graceful figure. They spent every day inseparable. But he never noticed that he and the young woman were starting to look more and more alike.
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My Neighbor Demanded I Keep the AC at 16 Degrees All Day in This Heat, So I Found a Delicate Wife Who Gets Cold Easily to Teach You a Lesson 高温天邻居要求我全天开16度空调，我找体寒小娇妻治治你
My neighbor across the hall was pregnant, and she demanded that I keep my air conditioner running around the clock. “We don't have air conditioning, and I don't want to come over to your place to cool off every day. Just set yours to 16 degrees and let the cold air blow into my apartment. It won't affect you at all.” I patiently explained that air conditioners cool rooms by exchanging heat. Even if I left my door open, her apartment wouldn't get much cooler. Besides, air conditioners weren't exp
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A Goose in the Eastern Jin Dynasty 鹅临东晋
The engines of the Boeing 777 rumbled steadily, like the deep breathing of a giant beast. Sikong Da'e pushed the meal cart, carefully edging along the slightly narrow aisle. Her uniform skirt swayed gently with each step. “Sir, would you like coffee or tea?” A standard, well-practiced smile rested on her face, though a trace of fatigue lingered in her eyes. This was her thirtieth flight since becoming a flight attendant, from a southern coastal city to the inland northwest, a journey of five and
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Transmigrate to Ancient Times and Become a High Official 穿越古代做大官
Mu Da’e opened his eyes amid violent jolts. The air was thick with damp river breeze and the smell of rotting water plants. He instinctively reached for his waist. The holster that should have held his Type 95 assault rifle was gone. All he felt was coarse hemp rubbing against his skin. Gray, dusty planks filled his field of vision. Murky water seeped through several cracks, and a few tiny bugs scurried along the grain of the wood. “Awake?” a hoarse voice came from above.
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A Music Teacher Transmigrates to Ancient Times 音乐教师穿越古代
By the Qinhuai River outside Jiankang, willow catkins drift like snow that will never stop falling, settling on Jian Da'e's official robe. He stands at the entrance to Wuyi Alley, unconsciously rubbing the jade belt at his waist with his fingertips. It's a “prop” he borrowed from the Langya Prince's residence three days ago. Beneath the cool jade, his skin still remembers another sensation: the hard chill of metal and circuitry. The memories of three days ago are still like shards of glass, lodg
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Zhuo Kasha Transmigrates to the Tang Dynasty 卓卡莎穿越唐朝
“Manager Zhuo, the light transmittance of this batch of ‘King Kong Film’ is 0.3 percentage points below spec. Quality control won’t let it into the warehouse, and the downstream Jile Tang chain stores have already chased us for the shipment three times. They say they’ll cancel their quarterly partnership if we run out again!” On the phone, Lin, the purchasing assistant, sounded close to tears. Zhuo Kasha gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white, her gaze sweeping over the supply ch
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Through the Goose Gate 雁门关之通大鹅
A bone-deep chill pierced the stiff, coarse hemp robe she wore like countless tiny needles, burrowing into her bones. She jerked her eyes open. What came into view was not the warm yellow glow of the counseling room, nor the half-dead pothos she had been trying to keep alive in the HR manager's office, but a drab canopy over a bed. It had been patched in several places with rough cloth and was coated with a thin layer of frost. The wind made it shiver and rustle, as if it might collapse at any m
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Da Da'e's Palace Intrigue 笪大鹅宫斗
The protagonist, Da Da'e, is an HR manager at a modern-day company, skilled at reading people and navigating complex relationships. After an accident, she transmigrates to the mid-Eastern Han dynasty and becomes the daughter of a minor official in a remote county. Drawing on her modern workplace savvy and sharp understanding of human nature, she makes her mark in the county office's power struggles. She gradually resolves crises and builds up her influence, eventually using a series of schemes t
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The Goose Lord of the Xia and Shang Dynasties 夏商之鹅侯记
The last thing Yuan Da'e saw was the sheet of plasterboard hanging precariously from the accounting office ceiling. The June thunderstorm came out of nowhere. She had just put the quarterly reports in the safe when she heard the crisp crack of plaster breaking above her. The next second, a searing force sent her flying. It wasn't the numbness of an electric shock, but the burning pain of being tossed into boiling water, accompanied by the roar of metal crashing against metal. Instinctively, she
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The Liao Palace Plot: The Female Minister of Works 辽宫计：工部女尚书
The success of the pulley model gives Lin Da'e a secret new hobby. In the stillness of the night, she works on the wood by moonlight, trying to improve the design so it turns more smoothly and takes less effort. She even secretly uses a few lengths of sturdy hemp rope to rig up a simple pulley on the crooked willow tree in the laundry bureau's back courtyard, then tries using it to lift a bucket of water. Sure enough, it takes far less effort than lifting it directly.
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The Turmoil of Western Jin: The Tale of Aixi 西晋风云：艾希传
When Lian Aixi opened her eyes amid a bone-deep chill, the air around her carried not the smell of hospital disinfectant, but the damp stench of mildew and the acrid smoke of burning firewood. She tried to lift a hand to rub her throbbing temples, only to find her arm as heavy as lead. The coarse hemp sleeve scraped painfully against her skin. This was not the silk blouse she had worn before the car accident. Her vision slowly came into focus. In the dim room, the earthen walls were cracked and
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Goose Affairs in Bianjing: From Purchasing Manager to Grand Marshal of the Northern Song 汴京鹅事：从代购经理到北宋太尉
Ke Da'e stared at the numbers ticking across the warehouse surveillance monitor and sighed for the 108th time. “Zhang, double-check the quality inspection reports for this batch of vintage bags from Japan. Last week, a customer complained to the platform headquarters that there was mold on the inside of a bag strap, and our department lost its quarterly bonus.” She spoke into her walkie-talkie, her fingers tapping absently on the desk. As HR manager at Global Express, a cross-border shopping pla
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A Goose Lands in Chang'an 鹅落长安
A bone-chilling cold seeped through his tattered hemp prisoner's uniform, making his teeth chatter. When he opened his eyes, he saw gray wooden beams overhead, and beyond the frost-encrusted window lattice, huge snowflakes were falling. "You're awake?" a hoarse voice said beside him. "You've got a tough life. Anyone else would've been dead after the kick you took yesterday." Liang Da'e turned his head and saw a boy with frostbitten sores all over his face, huddled in the corner and gnawing on a
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The Sands of Northern Qi: Commander Rui Kasha 北齐风沙录：总兵芮卡莎
Night lay heavy over the top of the Qihang Culture office building, like velvet soaked in thick ink. Ruikasha stared at the sales figures flickering across her computer screen, absentmindedly twirling a pen in her right hand. The coffee in her left had long since gone cold. Condensation beaded on the cup and trickled between her fingers to her wrist, bringing a faint, chilly sting that cleared her foggy mind a little.
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The Transmigration Chronicles of Nanmen Dae 南门大鹅穿越史
Nanmen Dae knelt on the golden bricks of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his knees long since numb. Wind and snow swept the cold into the hall from outside, lifting the hem of his coarse linen robe, washed pale with wear, and revealing a chilblain on his wrist that had yet to heal. He kept his head lowered, staring fixedly at the tiny fragment of jade wedged in a crack between the floor tiles. Three days ago, while he was calculating the quarterly financial report, that very piece of jade had sudde
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A Big Goose Transmigrates to the Three Kingdoms 大鹅穿越三国鼎立
The intercom on the desk crackled with the slightly hurried voice of her assistant, Xiao Chen. Fan Da'e rubbed her brow and answered, “Got it.” Only after hanging up did she let out a long breath. Outside, the summer afternoon sun poured through the glass curtain wall, casting harsh patches of light across her desk. The air smelled of coffee and printer toner, the familiar everyday atmosphere of a “virtual assistant sales manager.”
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The Transmigration Chronicles of a Professional Apology Clerk 职业道歉人文员的穿越史
As a somewhat well-known “professional apology writer” in the industry, her job goes far beyond simply saying “sorry.” Last week, she helped a programmer apologize to a business partner. She first analyzed the project lead’s social media posts and discovered that they owned a cat, so she brought along a custom apology gift shaped like a cat paw. Then she used the logic of “aligning requirements” to break down the disagreement. In the end, not only did they keep the contract, but the two sides al
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Unofficial History of the Tusi in the Eastern Jin Dynasty 东晋土司野史
The Wuling Mountains on the southern bank of the Li River resembled a giant serpent steeped in ink, coiled around the southwestern corner of the Eastern Jin realm. Peng Tusi City, nestled in a mountain hollow, was being drenched by a sudden downpour. Its blue-gray towers gleamed coldly beneath the leaden clouds, and water seeping from the gaps between the bricks mingled with dark red stains, winding along the base of the walls like a river.
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The Jade-Handed Wonder of the Tang: The Story of Censor Huyan 玉手惊唐：都御史呼延传
“Sasha, the client is hung up on the ‘accidental hand injury insurance’ clause in the contracts for this batch of ‘Jade-Skin Hand Models.’ They say our compensation rate is five points above the industry standard, and they won't budge.” Assistant Lin hurried into the reception area of Sasha Hand Model Studio on the 23rd floor of an office tower, clutching a tablet. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, skyscrapers stood shoulder to shoulder, their glass facades reflecting the early-summer sunshi
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The Golden Palace Gambit: E Qing 金宫弈：鹅卿
The last thing Tong Da’e remembered was the bolt of purple lightning that split the night sky in the auction house’s warehouse. She was crouched among a pile of antiques waiting to be appraised, searching for a famille rose porcelain vase from the Qianlong era. In her hand was the appraisal report she had just printed. As the auction house’s HR manager and a temporary appraisal assistant, she was always getting hit with sudden assignments that made her wear several hats at once. Water had collec
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Gongliang Kasha, Magistrate of Former Qin County 前秦县令公良卡莎
In Shanghai in June, the plum rain season had just passed, but the air was still thick with lingering dampness. At ten o’clock that night, most of the lights were still on in the office of the Zhujing Design Studio. Gongliang Kasha sat at a desk by the window, fingers flying over the keyboard as she worked on the final construction coordination sheet for the Silk Road Culture Exhibition Hall.
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The Goose Cauldron Chronicles: A Record of the Five Dynasties 鹅鼎记：五代风云录
The protagonist, Bei Da'e, was originally a procurement manager at a high-end modern beauty and wellness company. She is skilled in cost accounting, supply chain management, and business negotiations. Practical and perceptive, she is also resilient and adaptable. After an accident, she transmigrates to a warlord state during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. Starting from the bottom, she relies on modern business acumen and a keen understanding of human nature to navigate the turbulent
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Zou Kasha: Transmigration and Redemption 邹卡莎穿越与救赎
Shanghai in June feels like being tossed into a steamer. In the temporary site office of the Binjiang No. 1 commercial complex project, run by Dreambuilding Construction Group, the air conditioner roars away, but it can’t drown out the nonstop ringing of the phones on Zou Kasha’s desk.
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Awakening in the Liao Dynasty 梦醒辽朝
The last thing Gongxi Da'e remembered was the cup of stone-cold instant coffee on her desk and the densely packed employee performance review forms on her computer screen. As the general manager’s secretary at an “online nanny” company, she spent her days struggling through oceans of data and navigating the buck-passing between departments, honing her skills at reading people and seizing every opportunity. But now, a bone-chilling cold seeped through her thin clothes, making her shudder violentl
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The Golden Palace Spy: A Courier’s Path as an Inspector in the Three Kingdoms 金銮谍影：快递员的三国监察路
June rain poured down as if it meant to turn Shangling City's dirt roads into mud. Qiang Da'e squatted in a ruined temple beneath the city wall, staring at the worn-through soles of his cloth shoes and questioning his life for the Nth time. Three days ago, he had been entering tracking numbers on a computer at a courier station. Outside, the torrential rain of 2023 came with flashes of lightning and rolling thunder. He seemed to have tripped over something, and when he opened his eyes again, he
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The Southern Song's Golden Hairpin: A Body Therapist's Path to the Ministry of Justice 南宋金簪：美体师的刑部路南宋金
In late spring of the third year of Xianchun, the rain in Lin'an always carried a clinging dampness that seemed impossible to shake. Qidiaodage woke from the cold. Biting chill seeped up from the hard board beneath her, mingling with a faint musty smell. She instinctively hunched her shoulders. The movement tugged at the wound in her left arm, and a sharp stab of pain made her eyes fly open. Above her was a dingy gray canopy. Its coarse hemp fabric rasped against her skin, nothing like the velve
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Goose Shadows in the Imperial Palace 元宫鹅影
In the cabin ten thousand meters above the ground, the dry chill of the air conditioning brushed past Bai Da’e’s slightly furrowed brow. Facing her laptop, she tapped rapidly at the keyboard. The screen was packed with itineraries and reminders. It was all in a day’s work for her as secretary to the general manager of Global Vision Travel Experiences: precise, efficient, and with an endless stream of details to handle. “Secretary Bai, the local guide meeting us after we land has confirmed. The h
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The Han Moon Shines on the Startled Swan 汉月照惊鸿
The lights in the office tower pierced the night like countless sharp swords, carving neat cracks into the city's darkness. Xika Sha rubbed her aching temples. Her fingertips hovered over the keyboard for a moment before finally settling on the document title: “Public Opinion Risk Assessment Report: The Controversy Surrounding the Promotion of ‘Huimin Bao.’” The time in the lower-right corner of the screen ticked past 1:17 a.m. Outside the glass walls, the neon lights of the CBD still flickered,
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A Goose Clerk in the Eastern Han 东汉鹅吏
In the stable behind the courtyard of the post station south of town, the sour stench of fodder mixed with animal droppings rushed straight up his nose. Dong Da’e suddenly opened his eyes. A dull ache at the back of his head made him suck in a sharp breath. Above him were mottled wooden beams with bundles of dried mugwort hanging from them. He heard mules and horses snorting, along with people arguing in ancient Chinese, which he could barely understand through their heavy accents.
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Xin Aixi Transmigrates to Western Wei 莘艾希穿越穿越西魏
In the autumn of the third year of Yong'an, by the Wei River on the outskirts of Chang'an, a cold rain had just passed. Puddles of varying depths filled the muddy road, and the wind swept dried yellow grass into the ramshackle shelters the refugees had built. Xin Aixi woke shivering. This was no chill from an exhibition hall's air conditioning, but a bitter wind that smelled of earth and stung her cheeks. The straw beneath her was stiff and damp.
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Turbulence in the Northern Dynasties: The Goose Lords' War Council 北朝浮沉录：鹅卿军机
As the astringent taste of soapberry mixed with damp, musty air crept into her nostrils, Xi Da'e was dreaming that she was fighting for the last discounted pack of imported diapers at a supermarket. She was a childcare worker and purchasing clerk, and every day revolved around formula, diapers, and the company's procurement lists. Even in her dreams, she was calculating every penny to get the best value. But the smell was too real, so real that she jerked awake.
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The Phoenix Palace Gambit: The Apologizer Takes the Central Palace 凤阙弈：道歉人主中宫
The corner towers of the Forbidden City had just struck the hour of the Rooster. Sunlight like scattered gold slanted across the glazed tiles of the Hall of Heavenly Purity, casting shifting patches of light onto the green brick floor. Yue Da'e huddled in the narrow passageway on the west side of the imperial garden, her fingers gripping the sleeves of her coarse palace clothes so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her palms. This was already her third hour in this “Ming dynasty,” and the co
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An Ordinary Man in the Northern Dynasties: The Great Goose 凡身落北朝之大鹅
It felt as if countless red-hot needles were boring through his temples into his brain, then grinding their way down his spine to his tailbone. Gai Da’e snapped his eyes open, but everything in his vision was a hazy yellow. His nostrils were filled with a choking moldy smell and a... hard-to-describe stench of blood. He remembered working overtime, staring at a computer screen packed with client data reports, his eyelids heavy as lead. As an employee at a midsized consulting firm, Gai Da’e spent
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Strange Dreams at Qin Pass: Bo Da'e's Officialdom Chronicles 秦关异梦：伯大鹅宦海录
At the instant purple lightning tore across the sky screen, Bo Da'e was standing in the museum's “The Han Inherited the Qin System” exhibit, running his fingertips over a rubbing of a bronze seal engraved with “Magistrate of Liyang.” He was still wearing his neatly pressed navy uniform. As a deputy division-level official in the Cultural Affairs Bureau's Arts Department, he had worn it to countless art exhibition reviews, never imagining it would become his “formal wear” for transmigrating throu
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The Sequel to the Southern Song 南宋后传
In Lin'an Prefecture, in the servants' quarters behind the Qiantang County Office, the stench of rot and mildew seeped out from a pile of half-rotten straw in the corner. When Yuan Da'e jolted awake, his forehead struck not the soft safety padding inside his logistics simulator, but a splintery wooden board. He sucked in a sharp breath from the pain. “Damn...” He got halfway through the curse, then abruptly fell silent. His mouth tasted as if he'd swallowed ten jin of moldy sawdust. His throat w
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Moonlight on Red Walls: Records of a Guest Official in Southern Qi 朱墙映月：南齐客卿录
When Hua Kasha pressed the elevator's "1" button, the smell of ink from the Q3 Sales Team Incentive Plan she had just signed still clung to her fingertips. The office building's central air conditioning always made it too cold in the evenings. She instinctively pulled her ivory blazer tighter around herself, just as her phone buzzed in her pocket. It was a WeChat message from her subordinate, Lin Wei: "Sister Sha, Sister Zhang still won't agree to rotating the new hires. She says the old clients
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Old Dreams of Chang’an: Official Jilang 长安故梦：蓟郎官
Suzhou’s plum rain season always brings a dampness that seems impossible to shake. Jika Sha stood in the courtyard of the Song Feng Tang workshop, the scent of paulownia, catalpa, and aged lacquer lingering around her. She held a silver folding caliper, her fingertip pressing firmly against its markings. Fine raindrops peppered her navy-blue business suit, forming tiny circles, but she barely noticed. Her gaze was fixed on the pile of guqin parts awaiting inspection on the worktable in front of
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Across the Liao Winds: From the Audio Room to the Censorate 辽风渡：从音频室到御史台
At three in the afternoon, Jiagu Kasha stared at the spectrum analysis on her computer screen, tapping out a string of settings on the keyboard. In her headphones, the test audio for a "noise-canceling microphone sample" that had arrived that morning played on repeat. As the company's youngest procurement manager, she was in charge of its most important purchase of the year: a complete, custom-built audio recording and amplification system worth 23 million yuan for one of the country's top orche
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The Goose Cackles in Great Tang 鹅鸣大唐
"Number 307, do you have all your documents?" she asked, clicking through the ticketing system without looking up. The highlighter in her hand left a pale pink streak across the queueing guide. The air smelled of photocopy paper and instant coffee, and the line outside the window curled like a listless snake all the way to the far end of the hall. As a queue management clerk at the municipal service center, Zhuge Da'e's job was to keep that snake in order. She had to mediate when people cut in l
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The Foreman Transmigrates to Ancient Times 包工头穿越古代
The acrid smell of concrete mingled with the salty sting of sweat, fermenting in the July afternoon heat into a thick, sticky sludge. Yun Da'e took off his hard hat and roughly wiped his face with the towel around his neck. Droplets splattered onto his dust-covered work clothes, leaving dark spots that soon evaporated until only faint traces remained. “Director Yun, we've reinforced the formwork over here. Could you take a look?” A young worker hurried over with a somewhat ingratiating smile.
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Grand Secretary Rao Da'e 中书令饶大鹅
The last thing Rao Da'e remembered was the impatient voice urging her on through her headset. “Da'e, can you even play? You’ve turned the support role into an ATM. Keep feeding and we might as well surrender!” The speaker was the “client” she’d taken on for the evening, a rich second-generation kid whose voice sounded like he still hadn’t been weaned. His ID was “Arrogant Dragon Young Master.” Rao Da'e sighed and swiped rapidly across her phone screen, controlling the tiny support hero as she do
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The Rift Inspector 界隙巡抚
Si Da'e adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on his nose for the third time. As his fingertips brushed the plastic-wrapped cover of A Study of Shang and Xia Bronze Designs, the library's closing announcement seeped from the loudspeaker, accompanied by the distinctive hum of an old-fashioned PA system. The glass of the circulation desk before him reflected the deepening twilight outside, as well as his own faded blue work uniform, standard issue for a junior librarian at the municipal library. On th
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Han-Wind Decree: Hairpins Stain Her Pale Hands 汉风令：簪缨染素手
At two in the morning, a few lights still shone in the Xingtu Interactive office building. An Kasha rubbed her throbbing temples and saved the last copy of the “2024 Core Player Retention Analysis Report” to the server. The iced Americano on her desk had long since gone cold. Condensation beaded on the cup and ran down its sides, leaving a small dark stain on the desktop, much like the exhaustion she could barely hide in her eyes.
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Intrigue in the Capital: The Physician and the Censor 大都风云：医女御史
The smell of disinfectant had not yet faded when Kong Da’e was jolted awake by a bone-chilling cold. She jerked her eyes open, but what she saw was not the familiar VIP room at the private hospital. There was no vent for the climate-controlled air conditioning, no modern art on the wall, and no iced Americano on the bedside table. Instead, above her hung a dingy gray hemp canopy, its frayed edges rustling in the wind. And beneath her was not a memory-foam mattress but a hard wooden bed covered w
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Zongzheng the Great Goose Transmigrates to Ancient Times 宗政大鹅穿越古代
Outside a dilapidated residence on the outskirts of Qiantang County, most of the old elm seeds had been beaten down by the night rain, sticking to the mud and turning into a dark green paste. The door of the west wing creaked as Zongzheng Da'e sprang upright from the straw bed, cold sweat instantly soaking through his rough hemp shirt. His nostrils were full of mildew and the bitterness of herbal medicine, mingled with the earthy stench of rain-soaked soil. The unfamiliar smell churned his stoma
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Unofficial History of the Later Han 后汉野史
Sang Kasha rubbed her throbbing temples, her fingertips brushing over the mountain of pending files on her keyboard. The time in the bottom-right corner of the screen ticked over to 23:17. She was the only one left in the office, with a light still on above her desk. Cold air from the central ventilation system carried the musty smell of paper as it drifted over a copy of Draft History of the Later Han Dynasty, left open at the corner of her desk. It was reference material for a local history re
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The Yuan Dynasty Protectorate 元朝都护府
The last thing Gan Dae'e remembered was the Italian handcrafted crystal chandelier backstage at the Balenciaga runway show in Paris. Light reflected off its cut surfaces and danced across the custom gown she'd just bought. As the chiffon hem swept the floor, the champagne stains it picked up looked like clouds that vanished in an instant. Her assistant Amy was hurrying over with a tablet. “Goose, the tailor on Savile Row says the riding outfit you wanted is ready. Would you like to check it on v
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Dust on the Bian River 汴水惊尘
Si Kou Kasha stared at the code flickering on her screen, her temples throbbing. At three in the morning, hers was the only row of desks in the office still lit. The cold white light reflected in her bloodshot eyes like a thin sheet of ice. “Director Kasha, the client rejected the homepage design for Splendid Pavilion again.” Intern Xiao Lin stood timidly beside her desk, clutching a laptop. Her voice was hoarse from staying up all night.
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Three Kingdoms Side Story: The Legend of Big Goose 三国外传之大鹅传奇
Autumn, the third year of Jian'an. Lu Da'e woke up shivering with cold. It wasn't the dry chill of late autumn in the north. This was a damp cold tinged with the stink of water, like a frozen snake slithering down his collar. The reek of rotting grass and silt came with it, choking him into a violent cough and filling his mouth with the earthy taste of mud. “Damn...” He tried to swear, but his throat felt scraped raw by sandpaper. All he managed was a hoarse rasp. It took a full half an hour for
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The Xuanyuan Realm: Turmoil Among the Tusi 玄元界：土司风云
Wenren Dae woke to a violent jolt. Above him was the yellowed linen roof of a tent, and a strange smell of animal dung mingled with rotting plants filled his nostrils. He abruptly sat up, and a splitting pain shot through the back of his head. He reached to touch it, and the sticky warmth made his heart clench: blood. “Ugh…” He drew a sharp breath and looked around. It was a crude mud-brick house, its walls pitted and uneven, its roof plastered together with thatch and dirt. A few bundles of hay
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