Sheepadu
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Snow fell from the sky in the last month of the lunar year. In the yard, a large pot was boiling water, and the snowflakes melted in the rising steam before they could even touch the water. The snow on the ground had been trampled into slush, turning the yard into a muddy mess. Next to the boiler, a wooden plank was set up on two benches, and on top of it lay half a pig carcass. Fan Changyu swiftly brought her cleaver down, chopping off one of the pig’s hind legs. The chopping board trembled as bits of…-
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His eyes were as black as ink, yet devoid of any emotion. The slight upward tilt at the corners of his eyes lent him a natural air of cold indifference. When he opened them, Fan Changyu was once again struck by how striking he looked. She cleared her throat and asked, "You're awake?" The man didn’t respond. Noticing how dry and cracked his lips were, she thought it must be due to his severe injuries and dehydration, making him reluctant to speak. So she asked, "Do you want some water?" He slowly…
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The Great Jing Dynasty—everyone knew that its founding emperor was a wise and formidable ruler, unmatched in his era. However, the one criticism often whispered about him was his romantic nature. Not only did he keep a harem of three thousand beauties, but his discreet travels among the common people also led to numerous amorous encounters. Because of this, countless tales of the founding emperor’s romances circulated among the people. These stories were adapted into various storybooks and theatrical…-
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"Meaning!" screeched the five-colored parrot nearby, hopping in place as it opened its beak. The Emperor extended a finger and gently scratched the parrot under its chin, appearing utterly unruffled. Chu You’s body grew taut, the veins in his neck bulging. Ever since the Emperor ascended the throne earlier this year, he had introduced a series of benevolent policies. Some praised him as broad-minded and magnanimous, while others saw him as indecisive and overly soft-hearted. Who would have guessed that…
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"Ah Jian, I…" Old Madam Gu’s voice was hoarse, her expression weak, and her words carried barely any strength. "Mother, don’t speak for now. Rest well," Gu Jian gently reassured her, his tone soft and comforting. The others in the room, seeing Old Madam Gu awake, exchanged relieved glances. As long as she had regained consciousness, there was no need to fear any immediate danger. In the Great Jing Dynasty, filial piety governed the realm. If something had happened to Old Madam Gu, her…
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Seeing Gu Yan Fei leave without stopping, heading straight out of the courtyard, Su Niang finally let out the breath she had been holding. A self-satisfied smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she comforted herself: That girl Gu Yan Fei really can’t do anything to me! Yet, despite her smugness, her heart continued to pound erratically in her chest. Thump, thump, thump! She clutched her handkerchief tightly, her gaze darting anxiously toward the main hall. Inside, the atmosphere was chaotic, with…
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After Gu Yan Fei left, the atmosphere grew even more awkward. Blood continued to trickle down Fang Ming Feng’s face, the sound unnervingly clear in the silent room. Suddenly, he raised his head, said nothing, and walked out. The sky had darkened, tinged with the fading hues of the evening glow. His straight back seemed stubborn, solitary, as two or three withered leaves swirled around the hem of his robes. Old Madam Gu and Lady Fang exchanged uneasy glances. Lady Fang opened her mouth as if to call out…
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Gu Yan Fei walked forward with calm composure. Compared to the room full of richly adorned women, she was dressed in simple, unembellished clothing. Yet her every glance and movement radiated brilliance and sophistication, like the fabled snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains—pure, ethereal, and untouchable, evoking reverence rather than familiarity. She casually chose an empty chair and sat down, lifting her gaze slightly to look at Wang Shi, who stood by the bedside. Her starry eyes, carrying a…
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Seeing that Gu Yan Fei remained silent, the maid Qing Shuang grew anxious, fearing that she might refuse. She called out softly again, "Second Miss?" "Lead the way," Gu Yan Fei said casually, brushing her sleeve lightly. She thought to herself, I might as well see what the Duchess of Ying wants, and figure out what the Fang family is plotting. Relieved, Qing Shuang let out a small sigh and quickly gestured with her hand, "Second Miss, this way, please." Gu Yan Fei followed at an unhurried pace. The two…
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Gu Yan Fei’s lips curved into an enigmatic smile. She suddenly stood up, instantly drawing the attention of the other three individuals in the room. She spoke calmly, “So, the Duchess of Ying has come to discuss annulling the engagement between the heir and my third sister. In that case, I should excuse myself.” As she rose, her skirt cascaded like flowing water, her simple yet elegant attire fluttering gracefully. Old Madam Gu’s brows furrowed, her expression shifting instantly. Gu Yan Fei…
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