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November 16th. Shen Hour. Hazy and dim, the mist was thick. Fine, hair-like drizzle gathered on the leaves, condensing into larger water droplets that dripped into the forest. It was just past midday, but the overcast, rainy weather combined with the dense forest canopy made the mountain woods feel like the dark of night. Ding Suian stepped over a mountain stream and reached back. Yi Yiyi raised her hand to take his, using the leverage to leap across. Since fleeing the camp…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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9-11 am. The guest house courtyard was quiet. Li Qiushi, Wang Xigui, the Daoist Master, and the Prince of Nanshun—disguised as a guard—had already left quietly half an hour ago. They must have left the City by now. In the courtyard next door, the laughter of the Prince of Nanshun's concubines rang out occasionally. Everything seemed normal. Inside the room, only Ding Suian and Yi Yiyi remained. The latter sat upright in her chair, eyes…
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The fight at the inn's annex was sudden yet brief. From start to finish, it lasted less than a hundred breaths. By the time Li Qiushi and Si Zhiye rushed over upon hearing the news, the five assassins were already corpses. Li Qiushi looked at the scene silently, but Si Zhiye stammered, "Wh-what happened!" "There were assassins attempting to murder the Prince." Beside them, Yi Yiyi, who had arrived a step earlier than Li and Si, wrapped her hand in a…
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The tenth day of the eleventh month. After more than twenty days, the diplomatic mission entered Southern Zhao via Yan'nan Pass. Si Zhiye, the Vice Minister of Rites of Southern Zhao, led a unit of Zhenxuan Army here to greet them. Eight months ago, the Zhao Army decisively defeated the invading Wu Army at Koujian Pass. Emperor Zhao was delighted and specifically renamed the main force of Southern Zhao in that battle the 'Zhenxuan…
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The fourteenth day of the tenth month. Suimian Street, Lin Residence's Ji Pavilion. Night, zi hour. Perhaps knowing that Young Master was leaving tomorrow, Lin Hansu specifically returned to the residence today. But even after trying her best, she was still the first to give in. And this time, she lost particularly badly. Like, completely routed. First time ever~ "Sister, where should I put this Heartless Lotus?" "Mm." Lin Hansu's Phoenix eyes were…
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"I heard you're part of the delegation heading south this time?" The ninth day of the tenth month, Chongli Ward. Inside the Qingjiao Pavilion of the Law Academy, warm incense permeated the air. Xu Jiuxi was almost swallowed by the soft cloud brocade couch. She had put on a padded silk jacket early and wore a scarlet cloak lined with fox fur indoors, holding a hand warmer in her delicate, pale hands. Her eyelids were half-closed, her voice heavy with a sticky weariness,…
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After entering October, the winds blowing from the north already carried a distinct chill. But the Honglu Temple Ward was a little livelier than usual. At the beginning of the month, Ding Suian received the first installment of the Street Cleaning Fee. The amount was indeed considerable; even after reducing the share for small vendors like Li Si, they still collected over eighteen hundred taels. He divided the silver into three portions: one for his subordinates, one…
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'Woo~ woo~' The conch horn buzzed, deep and resonant. Outside the Tiandao Palace in Central Heaven, guards holding spears, lances, halberds, and sabers cleared the way. A phoenix palanquin, embroidered with pheasants, slowly descended. Before the noble person inside could alight, maids were already waiting by the palanquin curtain, holding red satin embroidered umbrellas. Two other maids held long-handled red silk embroidered fans, shielding the front of the palanquin. A…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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Autumn deepened, and the days grew noticeably shorter. It was exactly 9 PM. In the Ding Family's small courtyard in Chilao Alley, the old Ding's bedroom was pitch black. In the corner, on an old chair, Ding Suian seemed to have become part of the shadow. The Empty Cicada Body Technique's focus wasn't on hiding, but on blending with the surroundings. From aura, light and shadow, to even scent. "Brother Lie, off duty?" "Mm." "Come to my house for a quick meal. Anyway,…
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"Lai Sanhu was killed?" Xu Jiang, the head of the fast patrol squad of the Tianzong Prefecture Yamen, who arrived at the scene the latest, vaguely knew some of Lai Sanhu's background, and was greatly shocked upon hearing the news. After looking around, he proactively approached Li Baicheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back on the periphery, and chuckled obsequiously, "Commander Li, are our Imperial Guard brothers alright?" Xu Jiang was very tactful. Instead of…
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