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  1. A Mistake in the Past 当时错 Romance564k WordsCompleted A Li's JJ column (click the button to go straight there) In the glassy twilight, your face slowly fades away I reach out a finger, stained with the colors of dusk, to trace your brows and eyes That day, before the grand palace gates, with civil and military officials gathered and all under heaven celebrating in harmony, Beneath the hibiscus curtains, I raise my brows and smile, then whisper in your ear: Today, I'll dress you You pull my entwined arms down and laugh: No more fooling around. You 3.2kFavorites27.8kClicks/ch936Gifts
  2. Why Are the Palace Halls Always So Deep? 何事宫闱总重重 Romance357k WordsCompleted A Certain Li's JJ Column The great thing about following a column is that you can find out as soon as a new story starts. Theme: 2.3kFavorites26.3kClicks/ch1.4kGifts
  3. Second Book of A Mistaken Past: Reborn 当时错第二部之重生 Romance210k WordsOngoing Mouli's Jinjiang profile (click the button to go straight there) Blurb Version 1 In this life, I met a woman like her, and warmth rose unbidden from the desolate depths of my heart. I began to hope for things, to want things: to spend my days and nights with her, to have children with her. While I live, I want her by my side. When I die, I want her to bury me. Thinking it over, I realized that one day, if I die in battle, I will have a widow left behind, someone who will think of me, someone wh 147Favorites2.3kClicks/ch33Gifts
  4. When Shall We Grow Old Together? 何当共白首 Romance245k WordsOngoing Passerby A: Flowers cast shadows behind the curtains, and her rosy cheeks were flushed with sleep. In that moment, time seemed to drift by lightly. His throat went hoarse, as if even the fragrant dust in the air had deliberately fallen quiet. He descended the steps slowly and carefully. An ancient poem came to mind: "Once I leaned against the painted rail and smiled into the east wind; by dusk, half the cherries had bloomed." He gently lifted his robe and sat down. Slowly, he bent over her, clos 27Favorites174Clicks/ch175Gifts
  5. Idle Scribblings 闲来信笔 Ongoing A few idle thoughts and stories, written on a whim. Read as you please~ —Favorites501Clicks/ch—Gifts