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  1. The Lady’s Castle 夫人的城堡 Romance44k WordsOngoing In eighteenth-century France, in the age of Louis XV and Voltaire, an era without religious faith, women took the place of Heaven. The French court of that era was perhaps the most splendid in history. Rococo art supplanted the Baroque style, and the center of power shifted from the church to the salons. In an age when “all of a woman's education should be related to men,” the daughter of a stage actress glimpses the future, hundreds of years away, after an accident. She doesn't transmigrate, b 21Favorites748Clicks/ch—Gifts
  2. Love in the Transmigrated Castle 穿越古堡之恋 38k WordsOngoing I was only in Germany on a research trip, but an air disaster tossed me into the Duchy of Bavaria in the mid-nineteenth century. Other women who transmigrate get hounded by princes and imperial princes, or surrounded by handsome men and gallant heroes. Why am I so unlucky? Fine, no princes or imperial princes, but couldn't I at least have transmigrated to China? And now I'm a nun, too! Doesn't that mean I'm cut off from handsome men? Author's note: This is my first time writing. The story draw 17Favorites1.5kClicks/ch—Gifts
  3. The Socialite's Lover 交际花情人 Romance5k WordsOngoing Blurb: What is that strangely dressed, mysterious shopkeeper talking about? She can trade away her sense of shame for a chance to transmigrate and live a different life? She must have had too much to drink to dream up something so ridiculous. But if it’s only a dream, what’s the harm in giving it a try? That “sense of shame” has kept her from ever having a boyfriend anyway. She might as well get rid of it... Can someone tell her where she is? Wasn’t she supposed to become Cleopatra, the lover 8Favorites595Clicks/ch—Gifts
  4. Bai Yuhua 白语花 Romance62k WordsOngoing One person's happiness, a group's happiness. One person's sorrow, a group's sorrow. Every joy and sorrow accompanies her, him, them, and all of them as they grow. Like ivy sprouting together, winding and intertwining. Only when it withers do they realize that they have grown into a single life. 1Favorites246Clicks/ch—Gifts