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Chapter 5: Be Good to Her If She’s Good, Be Bad If She’s Bad! Ma Qiaosheng had worked at Sanqiao Post Station most of his life, starting as a lowly guard and climbing to station chief. But a poor post stayed poor. Year after year, he’d watch southern peach orchards and northern sweet springs feast on meat and broth while he nibbled pickled vegetables. That changed over ten years ago when his distant cousin Tan Wang from the Capital took charge of exiling prisoners to Linzhou. Only then did Ma…-
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Chapter 3: "I Am Also a Woman..." In the low, damp, and musty storeroom, two people whispered in despair, caught between clinging to life and wishing for death. Outside, in the yard where half-dried radishes were laid out, Liu Lao Wu eagerly led a horse. He hadn’t taken more than two steps when he heard Tan Wang say lightly, "Stay here and keep watch." Liu Lao Wu quickly forced a smile and glanced back, but realizing Tan Wang wasn’t addressing him, he wisely sped up, leading the…
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Chapter 1: The Dead Feel Nothing, But I've Carried It All Across Time! Sanqiao Post Station was the second stop north from the capital of Zhao Kingdom. It sat between the busy Taoyuan Post Station to the south and the better Ganquan Post Station to the north. Many people passed by, but few stayed. Aunt Tian had worked as the cook at Sanqiao Post Station for over half a month. She only served five groups of lodgers, all small traders. The big carriages that rushed past never stopped to eat. On her first…
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Chapter 2: Jiang Wu, Truly a Good Person... No Wonder He Received No Good Turn. Liu Lao Wu arrived quickly, with Aunt Tian following behind. She hurried to the kitchen, not daring to glance at the guards who looked scarier than villains. "Oh, Tan Tou is here! Our little post station needs your help again," Liu Lao Wu called out from a distance, his face wrinkling into a smile like a crumpled flower. He walked briskly to Tan Wang at the side room's entrance, gave a nod, and smiled at Zhao Qi…
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Chapter 67: Epilogue - Never to be Apart Fengyuan City had grown uneasy lately. Rumor claimed that shortly after midnight, alluring voices echoed from certain alleyways—wild and unrestrained. Nearby residents initially dismissed it as illicit encounters, enduring the disturbance. But after nights of disruption, one finally snapped. Throwing open his window shutters, he squinted into the darkness, ready to shout curses... only to find emptiness. He rubbed his eyes, peered harder—still nothing.…-
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Chapter 66: Title The speaker was Mu Rongyan. He looked determined as he said again, “I’ll help you save Qingshang.” Qiu Huayi clearly didn’t believe him. “Senior Brother… is that true?” Not long ago, Mu Rongyan had wanted to kill Ye Qingshang and had schemed hard; now he overturned all that and claimed he wanted to save her. Who would trust that? Mu Rongyan had expected her disbelief. He sighed, “This formation blocked all spiritual power. Instead of wasting time here, let me handle it.…
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Chapter 65: Title Beneath the broken eaves, Mother soothed her gently, making all prior terrors feel like illusions. Only here did she find warmth and comfort. "Shang’er, so you were hiding here. Why haven’t you come home? Mother’s been so worried." The tone was ordinary, just like whenever she’d scampered home before. Her vision blurred with tears as she flung herself into that person’s arms, whimpering, "Mother..." The figure crouched and lifted her. "Shang’er, my…
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Chapter 64: Title Before turning ten, Ye Qingshang hadn’t lived in Frostbite Sect. Back then, she hadn’t even stepped onto the path of cultivation. She’d only heard cultivators possessed great power—casually casting spells or conjuring objects, truly remarkable. She’d also heard cultivators drank floral dew instead of earthly fare, slept in wilderness instead of ordinary inns. To her, “cultivator” felt distant, unreachable. She held no such hopes, being just an ordinary girl from…
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Chapter 62: Title Inside the main hall, Ye Qingshang accepted the jade pot from Qiu Huayi, took a sip, and returned it. Before she could speak again, deliberate footsteps echoed through the space. Ye Qingshang masked her emotions, adopting a neutral expression as she called out, "Senior Brother." Mu Rongyan approached. Qiu Huayi shrank back, sighing mournfully before stepping aside. With feigned nonchalance, Ye Qingshang smiled. "Senior Brother, this is a sanctuary for meditation. Ten…
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Chapter 63: Title Qiu Huayi: "A’shang!" Mu Huaiyun: "Qingshang!!" The turn of events was so swift Ye Qingshang barely registered their desperate cries. She looked down numbly at the hand impaling her chest, blood streaking her wrist in grotesque patterns. Ignoring the pain radiating through her body, she thought: What hurt more than trust shattered beyond repair? Tears welled uncontrollably. She longed to clutch Ning Jiwei’s sleeve like a child, to find even a flicker of his…
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