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Farmer's Wife
Tian Xiaoman accidentally traveled through time and became a young lady from ancient times! My husband, Liu Dacheng, had injured his legs and feet and had scabies on his face. He was a long-term worker for the landlord's family in the village; his stepson Shuanzi was four years old and looked stupid and had no brains; her mother-in-law and her eldest brother's family were very difficult to get along with; she herself was bloated and her appearance was barely ordinary; the family was so poor that
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Ninth Lady
Her: A lamp-lit ancient temple, keeping Buddhist scriptures and following the Buddha. That is the best home for me. Him: No! If you cut your hair, you may as well take my life! I want to style your hair and paint your brows with my own hands! Wait for me! Her: Why cling to me so stubbornly? In life after life, one day we will meet again in the cycle of reincarnation... Him: I only want this lifetime! Wait for me!
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I Came to the Past to Protect You
To settle an old love-and-hate feud, she chose to transmigrate, arriving in a life several centuries in the past. She was fortunate: her in-laws doted on her, and her husband loved her. But she was not happy, because a generation gap spanning several centuries stood between them…
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Enchanting Immortal Beauty
The Young Emperor of Zifu, son of a Celestial Venerable, possessed an immortal’s grace and divine bearing. The God of Fire was fierce by nature, yet tenderhearted. The Crown Prince of the Demon Realm would destroy heaven and earth for the one he loved. These three were renowned across the realms of gods and demons, and any one of them was enough to fill a little water sprite with admiration. But when all three crowded around the little water sprite, cooking for her, serving her tea, and picking
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Auspicious Blossoms
Her earliest dream was simply to find a good man who loved her, and walk through life by his side. For that, she chose to set foot on the thorn-strewn road of the imperial palace. Falling flowers have feelings, drifting with the flowing waters. She does not vie with bees and butterflies for their share of fragrance, Only hopes the drooping willows will cherish their golden strands. At last, when she reaches the summit, she looks back with a smile at the winding road behind her...
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