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Books by L Liu Zaixi.
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The Gallery Street That Never Turns on Its Lights 画廊街不点灯
Tang Youyou, a 28-year-old painter, runs a studio on Binhai Gallery Street, specializing in portraits of missing people. The cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye is a tracking mark, and every painting conceals coordinates. Beneath the city lie 37 dry wells, containing altered marriage records. Xu Lu, who appears to be a plumber, comes to her door and deciphers the codes hidden in her paintings. The two discover that the so-called missing-person cases are actually part of an identity theft oper
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Why Does My Cold Husband Lose His Cool Every Day? 清冷夫君为何日日破防
The Great Yin Dynasty looks prosperous on the surface, but undercurrents churn beneath. Qiao Zhi Tao, the legitimate daughter of the Qiao family, the foremost of the great clans, is ordered by imperial decree to marry the powerful minister Mu Mo Jie. Before their wedding, neither trusts the other, and both are on guard. Their political marriage is cold from the start. Political power struggles and family crises follow one after another. She is dragged into a conspiracy, while he faces a trap to
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The Marquis Begs for a Divorce Every Day 侯爷他日日求休弃
Zhuo Ruyi, the matriarch of a marquis's household, has one greatest wish: for her husband, Di Qingcong, to hurry up and write her a letter of divorce so she can walk away with her dowry and the private savings she's amassed over three years. But the Marquis of Zhenbei refuses to grant her wish. On the very first day he returns home, he brings back a woman from the northwest, claiming he owes her his life. Zhuo Ruyi graciously offers to take her in as a concubine, only to be cornered by her husba
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I Loved a Dead Man, So I Don't Deserve Happiness 爱过死人的我，不配幸福
"I dreamed of A-Zhan. Gardenias were blooming all over him," I told my fiance. After a long silence, he asked, "Do you still want to marry me?" I shook my head, tears falling onto the back of my hand. He wasn't angry. He gently wiped my tears away. "Then don't marry me. Go do what you want to do." Suddenly, I felt that no matter how many times the gardenias bloomed and withered, I could never repay him for what I owed him in this lifetime.
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After Becoming a Substitute Bride, I Made the Whole Capital Crave More 替嫁后我让全京兆真香了
"What makes a country girl think she can marry into the Ji family?" The matchmaker tore my wedding dress in front of everyone. I hefted my hoe. "On our wedding night, we'll start by clearing three mu of wasteland." Ji Jiang, commander of the Imperial Guard, gave me a cold look. "We'll divorce tomorrow." Seven days later, he fell silent as he looked at the vegetable shed I had built. Thirty days later, the prefect of the Capital Region asked me to plan a new city. On the hundredth day, Ji Jiang k
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A Marriage Blindly Made 盲婚哑嫁
"A blind man and an ugly woman. I suppose they're a good match." When the matchmaker lifted my veil, the whole hall burst into laughter. I laughed too, at how stupid they were. The "ugly face" beneath the veil was one I'd spent three years painting with disguise paste. Peng Hu was blind, but he could smell the fragrance on me. He said it smelled wonderful. I thought his sense of smell was broken. Then, on our wedding night, he crushed the fake mole on my wrist bone. "Tai Shao, the person who tri
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Late Encounter 迟遇
For seven years, she stood where he could see her whenever he turned around, but he always looked elsewhere. In his friends' eyes, Yuan Yanqing was loyal and true. He would wait for an old love, and cheer up his brothers, yet he never knew how long she had stood in the cold wind, a cup of coffee in her hands. Only after he traveled abroad to pursue a promise he had made years ago did he realize that the person he had been longing for was the shadow that had never left him. "He finally turned aro
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The Ghost's Embroidered Shoes 鬼绣鞋
"The red embroidered shoes weren't made for me. They were made for the dead." I clutched the shoe that had walked back on its own. The needle pricked my fingertip, and a drop of blood blossomed on the white bone. "Yuchi, you said you'd marry me." "Am I marrying you, or these walking shoes of yours?" His hand trembled on the hilt of his sword. His gaze was colder than any ghost I'd ever sewn. Every thread in this embroidery shop is tied to a life, and I'm sewing the final wedding dress.
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Misty Pines Never Cross the River 雾松不渡
For eight years, I held on to my grandmother's lie, making a wish to the misty pines on the mountain behind our village every year as I waited for someone who would never come back. Then a man named Zhou Yan barged into my world, holding my mother's keepsake and telling me, "Your mother asked me to tell you she never intended to come back." The whole village waited to watch me fall apart, but I smiled. Because I knew I had never been waiting for my mother. I was waiting for the fool who had born
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Your Majesty Begs Me Not to Divorce Him 陛下他求我别和离
For three years of political marriage, the tyrant Tuoba Miao never once looked me in the eye. In court, before all the ministers, he flung the state letter sent by my homeland in my face. "A hostage sent here for a political marriage dares call herself empress?" The hall erupted in an uproar. Kneeling on the cold golden bricks, I picked up the letter and smiled at him. Three days later, I submitted a divorce agreement to the imperial desk. He thought I was using retreat as a way to advance, and
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After an NPC Unmasked the Protagonist's Secret Identity NPC扒了主角的马甲后
"Ruan Ying, you're a piece of data garbage. What makes you think you belong beside Helan Jue?" The players' guild humiliated me in public, and the System panel showed my existence value at zero. But when my health bar hit zero, the world suddenly stuttered, and every player froze in midair. Helan Jue tore off his disguise and crushed his player identity chip to dust. "Who told you NPCs can't format players?" Alarms rang across the city. We "NPCs" slowly raised our heads, code-red light shining i
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This King Asks You to Show Some Restraint 本王请你矜持点
“I want a divorce!” When Duke Dou Tao flung the divorce papers in front of me, I was painting my nails with balsam juice. “Go ahead and write them, Your Highness.” I didn't even look up. He froze. I smiled and looked up at him. “Or should I dance for you to make it more festive?” That day, he left with a livid face. Three months later, he burst into my bedchamber, covered in blood. “Qi Ying, if you dare leave, I...” I cut him off. “Your Highness, you're dripping blood on the mandarin duck pillow
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The Whale Falls in Silence 鲸落无声
“You’re nothing but a way for me to pass the time when I’m lonely.” He gripped my chin, his eyes full of contempt. I smiled and slapped a pregnancy test against his face. “Congratulations. Your little pastime is expecting.” He panicked and begged me to stay. On the eve of our wedding, I called his sworn enemy right in front of him. “Mr. Lu, I got the minimum bid you wanted.” He dropped to his knees and clung to my leg. I stepped on his fingers and pulled free. “A marriage built on charity i
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I Reincarnated as the Crown Prince’s Good-for-Nothing Side Consort 穿成太子的废柴侧妃
A modern girl transmigrates into a book, becoming Bing Shu, an unnamed side consort and sacrificial pawn in the novel The Palace of Locked Serenity, doomed to be buried alive alongside the deposed Crown Prince. To defy fate, she sheds her timidity and makes careful plans at every turn, using her clear judgment to break through Crown Prince Yinreng's distrust and reach his heart. She secretly passes along warnings, sees through schemes, and untangles political crises. When the Crown Prince conf
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Waiting for the Wind, Waiting for You 等风也等你
“You’re half an hour late to every date, and you always take me to that same dump. What do you take me for?” I slammed my cup onto the table. He lowered his head and wiped his apron. “I’m sorry... Let me make you another bowl of noodles.” I sneered. “Make noodles? Is making me wait all you know how to do?” As I turned and walked away, I didn’t see his trembling hands. Three years later, I returned to that restaurant with my fiancé. The noodles tasted bitter with salt. The owner’s eyes redde
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The Villainess Redemption Plan 恶毒女配改造计划
The System wants me to win over Xi Yong, so I turn around and tie him up in an internet addiction rehabilitation school. “Rong Jiao, have you lost your mind?” Xi Yong shouted as he struggled. I smiled. “Win you over? I choose cold-turkey withdrawal.” A month later, the once aloof campus heartthrob knelt before me. “Please, let me out. I’ll do whatever you say.” The System blared alarms. I shut it down. “Don’t rush. This is only the beginning.”
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The Locust Coffin 槐棺
My name is Chi Yu. The day they nailed me into a locust-wood coffin, I finally understood: when Grandpa said I was “a fish trapped in a pond,” it wasn’t fate. It was a curse. They said I brought bad luck to my husband, so they planned to marry me off alive to the Marquis of Tomb Mountain as his seventh bride, a sacrifice to seal the tomb. A moment before the coffin lid came down, I bit my fingertip and drew a talisman inside the coffin. “Want me dead? I’ll send you down first to scout the way.”
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The Ninth Master’s Green Tea Act Is No Match for Mine 九爷的绿茶演技不如我
Award-winning PR professional Ji Ling dies suddenly from overwork and is reborn as Ji Huizhong, a Qing-dynasty bondservant girl who has endured endless hardship. Determined to escape the mire, she sets her sights on the Ninth Prince Yinzhen, the Eight Princes’ faction’s treasury, hiding her talents and winning him over one step at a time. After the Princess Consort makes things difficult for her, she is transferred to the sewing room. She endures it for twenty-three days, waiting patiently, un
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The Scumbag I Dumped Became Emperor 我甩掉的渣男登基了
The divorce decree hadn’t even dried yet, and my former fiancé was already kneeling at the Marquis’s estate, begging for forgiveness until he wore down the doorstep. I looked at the face that had once brought me endless humiliation and smiled. “Tan Jien, didn’t you say I was the least valuable daughter born of a concubine, unworthy of a legitimate heir like you?” Three months later, he donned the imperial robes, and his very first decree was to name me empress. The whole court was in an uproar.
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I Turned a Palace Intrigue Novel Into a Farming Story 我把清宫文改成种田文
Reborn as the Fourth Prince's secondary consort in the Kangxi era, Qiang Rui hadn't even made it to her wedding night before she was handed a cup of "soothing tea." The man held out the teacup, his expression cool. "I have no desire to indulge in romantic entanglements." I downed it in one gulp, then turned and hoisted a hoe over my shoulder. He trampled my flower garden flat, so I planted radishes all over his study. He sneered. "Qiang, what exactly do you want?" I squatted in the imperial gard
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Why Does the Princess Always Want to Poison Me? 公主为何总想毒死我
Ying Lu, the seventeenth princess, grew up in the Cold Palace. She was raised among poisons and learned to survive against all odds. Her father used her as a pawn, sending her to marry Tu Sui, the southwestern prince rumored to bring death to his wives, with a secret order to poison him. The prince’s residence is filled with poisonous mists, and danger lurks at every turn. All four of his previous princess consorts met gruesome deaths. Yet no one could have imagined that the ruthless killer, use
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The Cooling-Off Period for Remarriage 再婚冷静期
“You’re marrying a divorced woman with a kid in tow? Doesn’t that make you look cheap?” On the day I got my marriage certificate, my ex-husband’s mother threw coffee in my face in front of everyone. I smiled, wiped my face, then turned and held out my pregnancy test results. “Auntie, your son hasn’t touched me in three years, but Zhu Liao got me pregnant on the first try.” The man wrapped an arm around my waist from behind, his military uniform immaculate. “Na Di, don’t start. They’re twins.” Th
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After Breaking Off My Engagement to the Fourteenth Prince 跟十四爷退婚之后
On the day my engagement was called off, the Fourteenth Prince stopped me in the street. “Mei Zhiwei, who do you think you are? You’re breaking off our engagement. Do you think anyone in the capital will still dare to marry you?” I said nothing. Later, a distant cousin came to stay at our estate. He had refined features and kept to himself. He knew embroidery, could fight, and wore a rough-hewn jade pendant at his waist. On our wedding night, he unclasped the pendant and placed it in my palm. “F
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Delayed Devotion 延迟深情
The day we broke up, Xi Liancheng said without looking back, “Yu Li, you were never part of my future.” I smiled and swallowed all my tears. Ten years later, he was the real estate tycoon of the capital, and I was the curator he could never win over. He rented out an entire art museum to celebrate my success, then dropped to one knee in front of the city’s elite. “For the past ten years, every plot of land I bought was in a location you would have liked.” I lifted my champagne and slowly poured
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The Post-Divorce Era 后离婚时代
It’s been ten years since the divorce. I stopped caring about Qi Yan ages ago. But on the day he remarried, his bride said in front of all the guests, “Sister Ji Wan taught me that a man is only worth keeping around when he’s useful.” I smiled and raised my glass to her. “You learned well. Too bad he’s one I’ve already used up.” Qi Yan’s face turned livid. He grabbed my wrist. “Ji Wan, what gives you the right?” I shook off his hand and showed him the divorce agreement on my phone. “The fact tha
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My Ex-Husband Came to See Me Before Surgery 前夫来看我的手术
Outside the operating room, my ex-husband Miao Cheng blocked my path in his white coat. “Ai Yu, I’m operating. Are you signing or not?” Back then, he thought I was too focused on my career and neglected our family. He forced me to choose between our child and a promotion. I chose our child. He chose divorce. Now he was the surgeon holding the scalpel that could save my life, while I was the biggest medical equipment supplier to his hospital. “Director Miao,” I said, my hand steady as I signed, “
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The Strange Casebook of Bianjing 汴京诡事簿
“Madam Xi, one of the clay figurines you made has caused trouble again.” The constable kicked over my stall, scattering clay shards everywhere. In the mouth of the fifth charred corpse was a Plum Blossoms in the Snow figurine I’d sold just the day before. I clutched my carving knife and knelt in the mud, blood seeping between my fingers. “Sir, that figurine’s mouth was turned up at the corners.” When the sixth charred corpse was carried out, the whole street gasped. The clay figurine in his mout
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The Adult Romance Playbook 成年人的恋爱流程
On the day of their blind date, Pang Yi was forty minutes late. The man sat in the cafe with three empty cups in front of him, yet didn’t voice a single complaint. She thought she’d met a gentleman, until their second meeting, when he took out his phone and opened a spreadsheet. “I have three nonnegotiable requirements for a partner. Take a look and see if you can accept them.” She smiled, read them one by one, then asked, “I have three requirements for you too. Do you want to hear them?” In the
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Adults Don't Say I Love You 成年人不说爱
On her forty-second birthday, her daughter wrote in an essay, “My mom is a heartless robot.” Her coworkers mocked her as “an old maid saddled with a kid,” and even male clients from the insurance company dared to touch her hand and say, “Sister Yao, a woman still needs a man to take care of her.” She smiled, pulled out a wet wipe to clean her hand, then turned and handed a thirty-million-yuan group insurance contract to the vice president of the hospital across from them. After signing, the man
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The Guide to Breaking Up with Dignity 体面分手指南
On our twelfth wedding anniversary, I caught my husband kissing his secretary in the hotel parking lot. I said, “Let’s part on good terms.” He said, “Fine.” Only when I signed the divorce papers did I discover he had already transferred every last asset, even using the dowry my family had given me to support his mistress. I flung the spotless agreement in his face. “Yong Zhun, teach me: what does it mean to part on good terms?” A woman who taught the city’s socialites how to break up with grace,
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The Kind of Reunion That Needs No Goodbye 不说再见的那种重逢
“Captain Tu, your ex-wife brought you soup again,” a colleague said, struggling to hold back a laugh. I stood at the criminal police unit’s entrance with a thermal container in my hands. I looked down at my well-preserved, thirty-four-year-old face, pushed open the door, and set the soup down hard on his desk. “Tu Shuo, you were the one who knelt and begged me for a divorce back then. Why are you pretending we’re strangers now?” In the dead silence, he slowly raised his head. Something dark surg
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Divorce Notice 离婚通知
“Fu Zheng, clause three of the divorce agreement says I leave with nothing?” I slapped the medical report on the table. He sneered. “Cen Rui, you cheated first. You have no right to any of the assets.” I pressed the record button. “Then tell me, who destroyed your sperm-freezing records at Ren'ai Hospital three years ago? And why don’t the ‘twins’ your current partner is carrying match your chromosome report?” His face drained of color. I pulled out the paternity report. “You committed fraud dur
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The Crown Prince Is Always on the Verge of Being Divorced 太子他每天都在被休边缘
The day the emperor arranged my marriage, Ying Xiu sneered in front of the entire court. “How could the daughter of a crude military man possibly be worthy of becoming my principal wife?” On our wedding night, he locked me out and said he would rather sleep in his study than touch me. Without a word, I wrote up a divorce agreement, kicked open the study door, and slapped it down on his desk. He tore it up. Later, I wrote thirty-eight more. He knelt down and tore up every single one. Now the enti
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Record of Failed Blind Dates 相亲失败记录
“Mr. Gou, I heard you’ve been divorced twice. Would you mind telling me why?” I set down my coffee cup and smiled gracefully. He gave my bare face a contemptuous glance. “My ex-wives weren’t virtuous enough. Principal Shang, you’re 36 and still unmarried. I suppose you’re far too virtuous, aren’t you?” I stood up to pay, leaving his matchmaking profile on the table. “Your alimony from two divorces adds up to twenty million. You really do need to find someone more ‘virtuous’ to help shoulder the
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The Marquis Rejected My Affection, So I Unlocked Cheats 侯爷拒宠后，我开挂了
On our wedding night, Yuchi Jiang, the Marquis of Zhenbei, tossed out a curt “We’ll each live our own lives” and left me alone in the bridal chamber. I, Quan Di, didn’t cry or make a fuss. Instead, I used modern business tactics to open shops in the capital, build a monopoly, and establish a merchants’ guild. He mocked me for being obsessed with money. I turned around and became the sponsor of his army’s payroll. Then the northern frontier fell into chaos, and he came to me, head bowed, asking f
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Death Livestream: The Top Donor Is My Ex-Boyfriend 死亡直播间，榜一是我前男友
He spent tens of millions to keep me alive, all just to ask why we broke up back then. On the livestream, I folded my suicide note into a paper airplane. Other patients laughed and called me an attention seeker. Medical touts accused me of faking my illness for sympathy. Then the account named “Fu Xizhou” showered me with tens of millions in gifts: “Please don't die.” The comments went wild. Only I knew those were his first words to me in five years. The next second, he sent me a private message
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