
Imperial Master Wang Jian
帝师王翦
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- Completed
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- 616k Words
- Genre
- Historical
- Subgenre
- Historical Biography
- Updated
- 5y ago
- Source
- Zongheng
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Brother Yaotian, a new book has been released, come and take a look.
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Starry night shadows, frost suddenly fell, and the cold wind blew the cold air. Boiling water in a copper pot to cook fragrant meat is not as heart-warming as writing. …( ૢ⁼̴̤̆ ꇴ ⁼̴̤̆ ૢ)
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The wind, frost, jade and dew are accompanied by the cold autumn wind, and in the dead of night, people are still and have no pillow to sleep on. My heart is empty and my thoughts are hidden, and I am drunk in my dream while drinking wine and reading books. …(❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)◞…⸜(* ॑꒳ˆ * )⋆*❤︎
I've written so many words, why haven't they been published yet?
In the middle of the night, when the stars are silent, I dream back to my proud appearance in my past life. In the narrow sense, I am a guest from the end of the world with my sword, and a person in the book when I wake up from a dream. …Σ>―(°ω°)♡→. .
The glitz is like brocade, the light clouds are dancing, and the splendid future is shining. A hero doesn't ask about his future, he just wants to fall into the middle of a book. …(❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)◞~~~٩(•͈⌔•͈⑅)۶,, Double red support
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In the middle of the night, when the stars are silent, I dream back to my proud appearance in my past life. In the narrow sense, I am a guest from the end of the world with my sword, and a person in the book when I wake up from a dream. …Σ>―(°ω°)♡→╰╮
The wind, frost, rain and snow fall quietly, and people sit at home and miss their old friends. I can't bear to disturb my dear, so I can read the masterpieces to relieve my worries. …(●⁰౪⁰●)…( ૢ⁼̴̤̆ ꇴ ⁼̴̤̆ ૢ)~,
Thousands of miles of floating clouds cover the day, and fine snow gently covers everything. Who doesn't understand your thoughts and sits alone by the window drinking wine in silence? …(⌯꒪꒫꒪)੭ु⁾⁾…ฅ۶•ﻌ•♡,