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Books by Yue Shengmunan
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Great Tang: The Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old SizI and My Dual-Transmigration System 大唐：兕子三岁半，我靠双穿系统
What should you do after being reborn as the Tang Dynasty's shortest-lived princess? Li Mingda says: Set a modest goal first: live past the age of twelve, and while I'm at it, turn the Tang Dynasty into an empire on which the sun never sets. At three and a half, she shows up at court with a pacifier in her mouth and reveals potatoes that yield fifty dan per mu. The Minister of Revenue drops to his knees on the spot. Then she builds a wind turbine beside Taiye Lake, makes her Crown Prince brother
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My Ancestor Is Zhu Yuanzhang: From the Start, I Teach Li Shimin to Be a Father 家祖朱元璋，开局教李世民当爹
In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the Ming imperial heir Zhu Xiongying fell into the water and lost consciousness. His spirit mistakenly entered a blue jade incense burner, carrying him into a dream of the Tang dynasty during the Zhenguan era. In the dream, a little princess crouched before him, tilted her head, and asked, “How did you die your way in here?” “I am Zhu Xiongying. I’m not dead yet.” “My father is the emperor. He’s super powerful!” “Oh, my grandfather is an emperor too. He started w
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Great Tang’s Sizhi: I Just Want to Take It Easy 大唐兕子：我只想咸鱼
After becoming Sizi, Li Shimin’s most beloved little princess, Shen Yao just wants to eat pastries, sleep, and cuddle cats. Bound to a lazy-fish System that wants her to make the Tang Dynasty rich and strong, she replies, “I want to sleep.” Her imperial father carries her to court as a lucky mascot. She casually mutters, “Let the fields yield a little more,” and Fang Xuanling spends the night drafting a reform plan. She yawns and says, “I’m so tired,” and Wei Zheng begs her not to overexert hers
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This Bone Is Absurdly Strong 这块骨头强得离谱
The day a meteorite crashed into his spine, the entire Ye family turned into dried corpses. Only Ye Chen survived. A piece of pitch-black bone lodged itself in his spine. The first, second, and third levels of Qi Refining: after six years stuck at a bottleneck, he broke through overnight. But the bone came at a price. Every time he used it, an ancient voice laughed inside his sea of consciousness: "Your body will belong to me sooner or later." Bone hunters want to carve out his bone. The sec
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