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Qingzhou The winter snow had been falling intermittently for twenty days. It wasn't until this morning that a crystal-like blue finally peeked through the gray clouds. Golden sunlight broke free from the clouds, casting a dazzling golden hue over the white snow. "Your Highness, it's been over twenty days since Li San left. Do you think the perfume and Drunken Qingzhou have impressed the Empress and the Emperor?" Lü Luo stretched out her small hands, warming them over the coal stove while supervising…-
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"Your Highness didn't accuse you of human trafficking. Why are you so eager to clear your name? That must mean you're guilty," Lü Luo, who was serving by Xiao Ming's side, suddenly interjected. Xiao Ming glanced at the girl. It was rare for her to use her brain like this. Perhaps she had experienced something similar in her childhood, given that she was now a servant herself. "Hmph, you can't even fool one of my maids, yet you dare to deceive me? What punishment do you deserve?" Xiao Ming slammed the…
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"Ah, Prince Qi is truly filial to Your Majesty and Consort Zhen. As for us, we can only watch enviously as such exquisite perfume remains out of our reach." As Consort Zhen and Empress Zhao conversed, the other concubines grew increasingly eager to get their hands on the perfume. Seeing that they might miss out, Consort Shu spoke up. Though her words praised Prince Qi's filial piety, the underlying jealousy was unmistakable. Empress Zhao smiled gently. Her ability to maintain harmony in the harem…
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"Cough, cough! I have no son who is so unruly, lacks ambition, and abandons his fief to flee." Xiao Wenxuan slammed his jade cup on the table and coughed heavily. "Your Majesty, please take care of your health!" Empress Zhao said with concern, patting Xiao Wenxuan's back. At over fifty years old, Xiao Wenxuan's health was deteriorating day by day. Despite the imperial physicians prescribing countless remedies, his condition showed no improvement. This decline in health had led to growing ambitions among…
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"Composed by Ming'er?" Consort Zhen chuckled softly upon hearing this. "How much literary talent does Prince Qi truly possess? This poem was likely written by someone else, wasn't it?" Li San protested, "Your Ladyship, this time you are truly mistaken. This poem was recited by His Highness himself, and Luluo personally heard it." "Is that so?" Consort Zhen remained skeptical, sighing deeply. "Whether it's true or not, the poem is filled with longing for home. It seems Ming'er misses Chang'an dearly." As…
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Tn: Sorry for just getting back to translating this novel. I was busy for the past four days catching up on my thesis deadline. "Li San, are you coming into the city with me, or are you going to pay your respects to Consort Zhen first?" Qin Mu asked, his eyes still heavy with sleep. The long journey had been monotonous, and he had spent most of his days dozing. Li San replied, "Before I left, His Highness mentioned that he had sent a letter to Her Ladyship. Someone will be waiting for me at the dock, so…
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"Your Ladyship, I have brought Li San," Liu Li announced, leaving Li San to wait outside Bishui Pavilion as she entered the main hall to report. Inside the hall, behind a screen painted with delicate ink landscapes, a noblewoman dressed in luxurious violet robes reclined on a couch, reading a Buddhist scripture. Upon hearing Liu Li's words, she sat up and said, "Bring him in. Ming'er has been quite mysterious in his letter. I'm curious to see what this 'perfume' he mentioned is." With that, Consort Zhen…
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"Your Highness, it seems you're quite drunk," Ziwan said, nudging Lü Luo. "Let's have His Highness rest." Lü Luo nodded and went to help Xiao Ming to his feet. Earlier, Xiao Ming hadn't felt too drunk, but the lingering effects of the alcohol had caught up with him. After talking for a while, he began to feel dizzy and had to lean on Lü Luo as they returned to his chambers. Ziwan also went downstairs. Seeing that Lü Luo had taken Xiao Ming back, she called over the servant responsible for…
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Time flies when one is idle. Since Li San left for Chang'an, half a month had passed in the blink of an eye. During these two weeks, the snow in Qingzhou had been intermittent, and the accumulated snow in the city was deep enough to reach a person's knees. When the sun came out and melted the snow, the roads became extremely muddy. As a result, the people of Qingzhou were even less inclined to venture outside. Xiao Ming shared the same sentiment as the townsfolk. Apart from occasionally visiting the…
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Since ancient times, drinking wine and composing poetry have been the common afflictions of scholars. Wang Shijie and his companions, being mediocre scholars of the third tier, naturally fell into this category. Moreover, Wang Shijie and his friends styled themselves as the "Four Great Talents." In the past, Wang Shijie had even wanted to include Xiao Ming in this group, elevating it to the "Five Great Talents" with Xiao Ming as their leader. Truly, his face was thick enough to make such a…
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