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The jianghu. The imperial court. A plot within a plot.
Who is a pawn? Who moves the pieces? And who watches the game in silence?
After countless ships have passed and the mortal world has faded, may we hold hands and smile as we sing a song.
The jianghu. The imperial court. A whole pot of chaos.
Handsome heroes. Beautiful ladies.
Romantic tension and flirtation are the way to go! ~\(>0_<
I don't like simple-minded characters, but that doesn't mean everyone has an IQ above 180. I only guarantee there'll be no idiots.
I don't admire weak women, so although the heroine isn't all-powerful, she's strong. Readers who like heroines like Lin Daiyu should think carefully before reading~~
I love men who do as they please. That's what most of the men in this story are like: cool and detached like Han Shuo, bewitching like Xiao Yi, languid like Chang Mo, wild and wicked like Long Shao.
I like schemes mixed into romance, and flirtation woven into plots.
This is a stage play. Whoever can conceal their true self and put on an act will be the one laughing at the end.
So this story is a slow burn.
If you readers enjoy analyzing the plot, feel free to leave your comments. Your messages keep me going.
I've received notice that this story will become a paid novel on September 1, starting with Chapter 24. So if you've been following along, please check the chapter numbers carefully before buying. Of course, whether you're reading only the free chapters or plan to buy the paid ones, Shoe is truly grateful for all your support. I'm so happy to have you with me! *Bows*
P.S. The story is about 30,000 words from completion. Reading 1,000 words costs 3 cents, so reading the whole thing should cost only about 80 cents.
Ni you you you. . . Black-hearted, stepmother. . . Let the two Gong brothers die, I will endure it. Let Handsome Jiang die, and I will endure it. Let Xia Changmo die, and I will wipe my tears and endure it. . . You wrote Qinglan, who is already pitiful enough, to death. It would be better for Xiao to live alone and die cleanly. . .
The child is gone. . . Ah ah. . . Xiao don't want to die. . .
Why do you want to die? . . Isn't it all over? . . Please bring him back to life quickly
Is there any mistake? . . I like this couple the best, and I have been reading them since I started writing. . . . . I'm going to be so angry. Why are you writing me to death? . . Come to life quickly. . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh or I will start breaking bricks. . .
Alas, it's finally over. Gong Qinglan was so cruel. Han Shuo and Qingzhu were smart enough to leave long ago.
Qinglan is so pitiful, she must have had a miscarriage. . . I really hate Qingzhu and Han, who killed so many people in the Gong family. . .
I'm studying now. There's only one day left during weekends. I'll have evening self-study starting next week... I'm busy...
Tutu went there~T T
We started school long ago, Kouhu
Crying for survival in the cracks.
Score as it flies by ~ Leave traces as the geese pass by ~
Ni you you you. . . Black-hearted, stepmother. . . Let the two Gong brothers die, I will endure it. Let Handsome Jiang die, and I will endure it. Let Xia Changmo die, and I will wipe my tears and endure it. . . You wrote Qinglan, who is already pitiful enough, to death. It would be better for Xiao to live alone and die cleanly. . .
The child is gone. . . Ah ah. . . Xiao don't want to die. . .
Why do you want to die? . . Isn't it all over? . . Please bring him back to life quickly
Is there any mistake? . . I like this couple the best, and I have been reading them since I started writing. . . . . I'm going to be so angry. Why are you writing me to death? . . Come to life quickly. . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh or I will start breaking bricks. . .
Alas, it's finally over. Gong Qinglan was so cruel. Han Shuo and Qingzhu were smart enough to leave long ago.
Qinglan is so pitiful, she must have had a miscarriage. . . I really hate Qingzhu and Han, who killed so many people in the Gong family. . .
I'm studying now. There's only one day left during weekends. I'll have evening self-study starting next week... I'm busy...
Tutu went there~T T
We started school long ago, Kouhu Crying for survival in the cracks.
Score as it flies by ~ Leave traces as the geese pass by ~