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Guishenlu
(The original version has been approved by Jinjiang Literature City, and the full text has been saved. The list will be updated every other day. The next book will be "Longevity Lock". The full text is being saved. If you like it, you can go to the column to collect it.) The male protagonist falls in love at first sight/the female protagonist marries first and then falls in love Yuan Yi entered Kyoto at the age of nine. She was born with extraordinary powers and was quite notorious in Kyoto. She
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Lose Power
(The serialized column article "Becoming a Saint King", the completed article "Rejecting the Order to Become a Concubine", and the pre-collection article "Longevity Lock" are in full text. If you like it, you can click to save it~) - power. Some people suffered severe injuries, and some died. "Because you want to be the most noble woman in the world, you have Prince Jun Ji Qing." A young word and an almost pathological love pushed Song Youan into the center of the whirlpool. Conspiracy "The pe
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Refusing the Decree to Become a Concubine
(Jinjiang's first release supports the genuine version, and the full text of the column's pre-collection "Gui Shen Lu" is in the manuscript. If you like it, you can accept it~) When he woke up, Song Huayang forgot all the memories of the first half of his life. What, the Holy One actually wants to marry me? After being rejected in public, he wanted to kill someone and silence him? Song Huayang Ma Liu packed her bags and embarked on the journey to Yuyang Mountain to learn Taoism with Princess Y
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Customize
I'm the daughter of a drug lord and he's a cop, I should have known there was no way we could. Until he knelt on his knees, a pair of trembling hands gently hugged my almost stiff body. His narrow peach blossom eyes were shrouded in sadness, and even the mole at the end of his eyes looked particularly sad. I used my last bit of strength to raise my left hand and brush it over the small mole. I slowly closed my eyes and said, "Forget me." The bleak autumn wind swept away the flower language that
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