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My Lord's Shadow Guard Keeps Overstepping His Station 本王的暗卫总在以下犯上
“Qinglan.” “Yes, Your Highness.” “Come here and help me figure out what this passage means.” Xiao Jingyan tapped the page with his fingertip, his tone earnest and eager to learn. Qinglan thought nothing of it and leaned in to look. It was a military treatise, and the line his master pointed to read: “Warfare is based on deception. When near, make it appear far; when far, make it appear near.” He was about to explain when he suddenly felt his master’s breath brush lightly against his ear. They we
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The Cold-Faced God of War Keeps Trying to Get Me into a Bromance 冷面战神总想跟我搞断袖
> Jiang Yan has passed as a boy while roaming the martial world since the age of seven, and no one has ever seen through her disguise. > That is, until she saves Xie Wuwang, the cold-faced God of War, when he is gravely wounded, and is forced to become his personal physician. > When she sees the God of War take an arrow for her and get poisoned, Jiang Wan grits her teeth and treats him. “Your Highness, this poison needs to be treated with heat applied to your chest…” > The man’s face is stern. “
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Seventies Glamour: Sweet Romance in a Military Marriage 七零红妆：戎马军婚甜蜜蜜
📖 I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a 1970s novel as a dark, skinny, troublemaking female supporting character. My brother tells everyone in his unit that I have a “bad temper,” until I show up at the training grounds with my luggage 💫 The whole camp watches me, fair-skinned and beautiful, while my brother stares in shock. The icy-faced ace soldier’s gaze is so scorching, it feels like he could see right through me. ✨ I planned to keep my secret identity hidden and live quietly. But
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I Stole a Coffin at a Ghost Wedding 我在冥婚现场撬棺材
The wedding hall is gloomy, red candles blaze, and I’m dressed in bridal robes, about to bow at the altar with the dead man in the coffin. Beneath my veil, I let out a cold laugh. As the officiant calls, “Bow to each other,” I yank off the veil. “Hold on! I need to check for myself whether my husband is dead or alive!” The entire hall falls silent, and the servants rush at me. I pull out a golden hairpin and wedge it into the crack in the coffin. “Anyone who tries to stop me must be hiding somet
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A Warm Marriage: My Rugged Husband Spoils Me 暖婚似火：糙汉老公宠上天
It’s here! The moment that will decide her fate has arrived! He wears an old military uniform, washed until its color has faded. It has no collar insignia or cap badge, yet it still sits smartly on him, outlining his broad shoulders and trim waist. Years under the sun have bronzed his skin. His brow is high, his nose sharp as a blade, and his lips are pressed together, giving him a stubborn, rugged look. Drunk, his eyes, which should be as keen as an eagle’s, are now bleary and bloodshot. But in
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