JJWXC catalogue
Books by Daoist Lord Xuanqing
- Matches
- 4
Every JJWXC book we index, searchable by title, author or tag.
-
Always Ready to Give Myself to You 时刻准备着以身相许
The phone on the coffee table gave a ding. I picked it up and opened the text he had sent. "Zihan: I must have scared you on the mountain. This is what life is like for people like us, living on the edge. You never know when you'll head out and not come back, so I always keep a suicide note ready. That's also why I've never been willing to get a girlfriend. I'm afraid I'd hold her back. "When we were on the mountain, I was conscious for a while. I was just too tired to open my eyes. So I heard
301Favorites2.3kClicks/ch20Gifts
-
Xianxia: Master at Three Hundred Years Old 仙侠之师尊三百岁
Green, green is your collar, and longingly my heart. Though I do not go to you, why do you not send word? Green, green is your sash, and longingly my thoughts. Though I do not go to you, why do you not come? I pace back and forth on the tower gate. A day without seeing you feels like three months. The first time we met in the snow, you wore white from head to toe. Your gentle smile melted the bitter winter cold. Lonely as I was, from then on I made your arms my harbor… But, Master… yo
289Favorites1.7kClicks/ch54Gifts
-
Dreaming of Jiangnan: Fragrant Rice Blossoms on Both Banks 梦里江南之两岸稻花香
Years ago, Scholar Jiang found an abandoned baby by the river and named her Jingshu. Years later, Scholar Jiang and his wife passed away one after the other, and Jiang Jingshu became an orphan once more. On the day of Scholar Jiang's funeral, Jingshu wept before her adoptive father's coffin until she fainted. When she woke up, another soul had taken her place. An orphan with no land to her name, she survives on food given by the villagers and lives in a house for the dead. By day, mice scurry a
230Favorites2.8kClicks/ch88Gifts
-
The Lord of the Rings Fanfiction: My Love Among the Foxtails, Thranduil 《魔戒》同人 我的狗尾巴草爱情 瑟兰迪尔
Qian Ye, beloved disciple of the Divine Lord Zixiao and the most beautiful woman in the Immortal Realm, accidentally stumbles into a Western fantasy world. She sets her sights on the most handsome man among the elves, their king, Thranduil. The Elvenking is aloof, proud, and stingy. Other people give gifts like flowers, gemstones, and handicrafts. He gives her nothing but a bundle of foxtail grass. The immortal lady Qian Ye hangs her head in dejection. This handsome man is so miserly. Will he ma
215Favorites3.3kClicks/ch2Gifts