JJWXC catalogue
Books by Rong Liu
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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The General's Widow 将军的遗孀
Next up: After Pretending to Be the Younger Sister of a Powerful Official [Faux Siblings ✘ Fake and Real Heiresses ✘ Mild Coercion ✘ Secret Identity Revealed] Blurb: [Beautiful Young Widow ✘ Younger, Obsessive Emperor] After three years of widowhood, Pei Zhaoyun finally got her wish and married the man she had loved since her youth, the one she had once missed her chance with. The emperor had granted the match, and the wedding was to be a grand affair. On the eve of the wedding, she took he
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After Pretending to Be the Powerful Minister’s Sister 假冒权臣的妹妹后
The moment the Wen family's real daughter collapsed in a pool of blood, Shu He took the token of recognition and went from a servant girl everyone could bully to a young lady. Shu He now had a mother who cherished her, but Madam Ye was bedridden with a lingering illness and likely had only a few years left to live. She knew that the Wen family's present glory rested entirely on her elder brother, Wen Xiuheng, who had helped the future emperor ascend the throne. He was handsome and refined, ye
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After I Riled Up the Aloof Young Lord 招惹清冷世子后
[Both leads are sexually inexperienced] Shen Rongzhan, heir to the Duke of Ying's household, is aloof and noble, an untouchable flower on a high peak in the capital. Once, after he was injured and rescued by a woman, she cared for him tenderly and attentively. In gratitude for saving his life, he agreed to her request to stay by his side. Even when he realized she was hiding things from him and had her own little schemes, he didn't think it mattered. Until one day, the woman abruptly shed he
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Don't Be Mean to Me Again 不许再凶我
At the ping-pong table, Lu Yu handed Mo An a bottle of Scream. “Here! Nothing beats a bottle of Scream on a summer day.” Mo An took it, and the two sat in the shade beneath an ancient tree. The wind came and went, and leaves occasionally drifted down from the branches. Mo An picked up his bottle of Scream, took a few swigs, and lay down by the tree. “Which high school are you going to?” A leaf fell onto Mo An's head, and Lu Yu plucked it off. “Which high school do you want to go to?” “I don't
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