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Under His Podium, My After Dusk When he was seventeen years old, Jiang He met Lu Shen in the classroom at dusk. Chalk dust fell on the white shirt, and her short, gray-dyed hair glowed rebelliously in the afterglow. He is her teacher, the son of her father's remarried partner, and her legal brother - but he is also the only light in her long youth. They spent fifteen years proving that some love is born from taboos, grows in cracks, and eventually blooms in the broken places. When everyone says "shouldn't", they spend the res 1Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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The Earth-Shaking Hu Sanniang I dressed up as the Sanniang of the Water Margin, and was betrothed to Wang Ying by Song Jiang on our wedding night. In the original novel, I was tortured to death by this dwarf tiger, and my body was left in the wilderness. This time, I prepared poisonous wine in advance and personally poured it into Wang Ying's throat during the wedding night. Seeing him twitching and dying at my feet, I wiped away the blood and smiled. The next day, I took the initiative to invite Ying to fight, and killed se —Favorites83Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Hoyin Nagato She was deprived of the throne and relegated to the cold palace. Everyone said that the deposed queen Jiang Luan was an abandoned son. It rained heavily that night and the palace doors were locked. The only person who stepped into this desperate situation was the most inconspicuous and almost forgotten third prince Xiao Yan in the palace. He stretched out his hand toward her, but there was no mercy in his eyes: "If you want to live, come with me." From then on, the coldness of the deep palace b —Favorites17Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Summer of Seventeenth Year Lin Yan, a 26-year-old documentary director, is as clear-headed as a precision-operated instrument. There is no word "impulse" in her life plan. Until that summer night, the nineteen-year-old basketball genius Zhou Yubai, soaked to the skin, blocked her way, with burning sparks in his eyes: "Sister, it's time to return the umbrella you lent me seven years ago." Lin Yan has long forgotten. She just gave a little warmth to the boy who was soaked in the rain, but she didn't know that she had beco —Favorites—Clicks/ch—Nutrition