JJWXC catalogue
Books by Qing Qi_
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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Wine Burial 酒葬
A history-focused Spring and Autumn period fanfiction, Zhao Wuxu x Xun Yao / Xun Yao x Zhao Wuxu, either pairing order. Complete. It mainly tells the story of Zhao Wuxu and Xun Yao's growth, the political struggle between them, and the tragic ending in which Zhao Wuxu ultimately kills Xun Yao and turns his skull into a wine cup. Zhao Wuxu is more clearly the protagonist. The writing is rambling, the story is long, and it has a lot of buildup and description. It is also not particularly good, so
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Lingering Fragrance 留香
"I want him dead." The man spoke in a low voice, his long fingers unconsciously pressing against the red-and-black lacquered table. A cold glint flashed across its smooth, brilliant surface. The design was a splendid, savage image of a beast fighting a tiger: a red, brazen beast, hot as blood, set against a black, somber background, frozen like death. The two intertwined beautifully, a bloodthirsty, cruel beauty found only in the palace, the brightest and most chilling red and black. Only his fi
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Why Seek Yingzhou in Dreams? 何须魂梦觅瀛洲
The Great Yin Empire's largest heretical (censored) sect, the Yingzhou Sect, has gone bankrupt! At this time of crisis, to save the sect he loves, its leader has no choice but to step up and become an academy idol in Tokyo... no, in Yejing. He leads his followers through the gates of their dreams and onto Yejing's grandest stage, the imperial palace, to hold a concert... no, a lecture. Meanwhile, the leader's junior, Yin Changxuan, envies what he has achieved and wants to shine too. So he gather
54Favorites348Clicks/ch30Gifts
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Mountain Spirit 山鬼
If there is a maiden in the mountain's hidden vale, she wears mistletoe and maidenhair fern. Her gaze is tender, her smile lovely, and you admire her graceful beauty. A story about the Mountain God (also known as the Mountain Spirit) and a spirit medium. "As a god, the Mountain Spirit had not the slightest awareness that lowering himself to seduce a passerby was so improper. Such love was surely destined to bring pain. At the time, the Mountain Spirit was delighted. He brought the dazed young
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Lace Web 蕾丝蛛网
A love triangle between high school girls. White Album 2 vibes. Theme:
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Impermanence 无常
A story about the Black and White Guardians of the Underworld, and the tragic life of a boy with a cruel fate. A fantasy, with no historical research. Includes reincarnation and infinite rebirth. Being deeply loved by someone: does it improve a terrible fate, or does it only make everything even more sorrowful? Theme:
47Favorites864Clicks/ch—Gifts
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I Never Won 曾无我嬴
The last city gate slowly swung open, its creak lingering, mournful and drawn-out beneath the blood-red sunset. Ying Qin had been crouching there for a long time. At last, he rose and slowly lifted his eyes to gaze at the distant walls of Handan. The moment he raised his head, he almost expected to see Ying Zhao walking toward him again. That man had been in his field of vision for so long. All this time, he had watched him like that, only to habitually look away whenever Ying Zhao smiled back a
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The Deep Palace of Chu 楚宫深
I stood with my sword atop the towering Zhanghua Terrace, my gaze passing over tier upon tier of gray stone steps below. The late-autumn scenery of Jiangnan stretched beneath my feet, desolate and bleak. Plants had withered, and frost clung to yellow leaves. Not far away, the deep, mournful tones of ceremonial bells drifted through the still air, layer by layer, from within the palace of jeweled towers and pearl-studded halls. The afternoon sky was gloomy. No one was in sight, and not a bird cal
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The Yanhua Pavilion 宴华楼
The dragon is the last of its kind on the continent, and the boy is the last person on the continent who knows how to tame dragons. People beyond the lofty tower speculate that this solitary tower, as tall as the Zhou Xing Hall, must be as lavishly furnished and richly decorated as its splendid exterior suggests, enough to make every woman in the world yearn for it. Yet young Dong Hua, despite occupying this enviable position, has endured a long, snowlike solitude. The wrath of the ancient gods
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