By midmorning, around ten o'clock, the shop began to see some activity. A few regular customers trickled in, familiar faces who knew the shop's inventory well. They headed straight for the porcelain and jade counters overseen by the senior shopkeepers, asking about any newly acquired items.
Chen Xiao, with little to do, sauntered over, his posture deferential, hands at his sides, wearing an eager-to-serve expression. In truth, he was eavesdropping, keen to pick up anything he could from...
2025-01-22 10:43:24 +0000 UTC
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The wages at Taxue Xunxian Pavilion were quite generous. A regular worker earned sixty copper coins per day, while senior workers like Zhao Erhu earned only twenty coins more. In contrast, many other jobs in the area paid fifty copper coins a day at most.
Chen Xiao also worked the night shift at the store, which brought him an additional income. Altogether, he earned a hundred copper coins a day. This high wage meant that even in a bustling city like the county capital, supporting a fam...
2025-01-22 10:42:41 +0000 UTC
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It was early February. Though spring had arrived, the air still carried a deep chill.
The charcoal brazier had gone cold, and the room was freezing. Chen Xiao huddled under the lingering warmth of his bed warmer for a while before reluctantly crawling out of the covers. He put on a padded jacket and layered it with a thick cotton coat.
The copper kettle was wrapped in an insulated sleeve. Though it couldn't match the thermal performance of a modern thermos, it managed to keep the ...
2025-01-22 10:35:15 +0000 UTC
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Because of a single kiss from Gu Baiyi, Ji Rong couldn't sleep well the entire night, her dreams filled with bizarre and surreal scenes.
When she woke up, she rubbed her temples.
Sigh, being a villain is so hard—always counting down the moments until the end of her life.
The next moment, the system's electronic voice chimed in.
"Good morning, dear player! It's a brand-new day. Don't forget to attend your classes~"
Although Ji Rong didn...
2025-01-21 12:43:48 +0000 UTC
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“Stay, then. Who’s afraid of who?”
Ji Rong calmly sat back in her seat, her confidence unwavering. She refused to believe that Gu Baiyi could overturn the heavens.
Standing in the center of the hall, Gu Baiyi addressed Ji Rong, “Senior Sister, do you recall inviting me to practice swordsmanship at Wantangju the day before you were poisoned?”
Her gaze was gentle, and her tone oddly saccharine.
Ji Rong, however, remained as cold as ice, her tone indifferent. ...
2025-01-21 12:43:03 +0000 UTC
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Ji Rong spent her days immersed in scriptures and cultivation, quickly passing two days.
The snow fox was very cute and often snuggled into her arms while she practiced her exercises and meditated, lying like a little dumpling, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Life was very comfortable, but there was one thing that puzzled Ji Rong—the bookshelves were filled with manuals.
She casually flipped through one and found it mostly consisted of basic sword te...
2025-01-21 12:42:08 +0000 UTC
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The sword intent was unstoppable, as if it were reaching for the moon in the heavens.
But just as the Hegui Sword was about to pierce Bai Yushuang’s body, Mei He hesitated slightly.
At the critical moment, Bai Yushuang withdrew her flute. She didn’t even attempt to block the attack, allowing the Hegui Sword to pass through her body. Yet, her expression remained remarkably calm.
The point of impact revealed no blood, only a faint illusionary figure.
Bai Yushuang smi...
2025-01-21 12:41:22 +0000 UTC
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Upon hearing this, Wei Zongqiu froze for a moment.
Following Ji Rong's gaze, he saw a slender figure dressed in black, sitting at a table outside the shop, eating sesame tangyuan with chopsticks and a bowl in hand.
Liu Ningxue asked in a low voice, "That person looks ordinary. Why does Senior Sister think she's a demon cultivator?"
Wei Zongqiu replied, "She does seem unfamiliar, but the sect's defenses are strict. It’s unlikely for a demon cultivator to enter so easily. Be...
2025-01-21 12:40:36 +0000 UTC
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Snow began to fall on Bixue Peak.
The mist swirled around the mountain ridges, and the white snow set against the layers of clouds beneath created a breathtaking scene.
The world was vast and boundless, and a lone figure in white stood atop the summit of Feilai Peak, gazing down at the sea of clouds below.
The figure was none other than Ji Rong.
She still wasn’t accustomed to the unpredictable weather of the cultivation world. Clad in light silk garments, she found i...
2025-01-21 12:39:51 +0000 UTC
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Ji Rong prided herself on having seen it all, but this was a first.
The protagonist smiled gently at her, eyes clear as water, as though the bloodstains on her prison clothes were no more than embroidered peonies.
Ji Rong, however, didn't share that perspective.
She could already foresee the protagonist towering over her, sword poised to plunge straight into her heart.
In that instant, blood would spray everywhere, and her villainous career would come to an abrupt end....
2025-01-21 12:39:06 +0000 UTC
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Shen Mingyun sat high above, sipping his tea.
After a moment, he casually asked, “Oh? You wish to see Gu Baiyi?”
Ji Rong stood with her sword in hand and replied, “Yes.”
Shen Mingyun gave Ji Rong a meaningful glance, then took out a jade talisman from a drawer.
He said, “This is a pass to the lower levels. Since you want to meet her, take it.”
The jade, smooth and lustrous, floated in the air under Shen Mingyun’s levitation spell. With a flick of hi...
2025-01-21 12:38:22 +0000 UTC
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At Wanjian Sect, the Judgment Division.
The fourth underground level.
The water prison was cold and damp, holding the most dangerous criminals.
In the deep silence, the sound of a blood droplet hitting the ground was unusually clear.
In the innermost cell, a prisoner who had been there for two months was locked up.
The prisoner was an inner disciple, very young, but her crime was severe—one of the most intolerable offenses in the Wanjian Sect: harming fello...
2025-01-21 12:37:39 +0000 UTC
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When Ji Rong opened her eyes, she was greeted with an unfamiliar sight.
She had transmigrated.
Just moments ago, she was dominating a virtual battlefield in an online game. But now, staring at her reflection, she realized she was dressed in the Ice Silk outfit—a costume worth 50,000 yuan in the game.
Ji Rong looked at the mirror and felt emotions she had never experienced before in her life.
The woman in the mirror was breathtakingly beautiful, draped in gauzy silk. ...
2025-01-21 12:36:43 +0000 UTC
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Qiu Che never got her “next time.”
After that day, the bird whistle from next door was never heard again.
To prevent the whistle from being confused with real bird calls, Qiu Che had added her own subtle touch when crafting it—something only she could distinguish. Yet, after its first use, it was never blown a second time.
Qiu Che even had Yu Ming and Yu Yan take turns visiting that courtyard a few times. Every time, the maid Ying Chun answered the door with the same l...
2025-01-21 12:35:07 +0000 UTC
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The road to the prayer hall wasn’t short. Since someone was watching them, Qiu Che didn’t say much. She maintained a slight distance from Li Qingwu, walking neither too close nor too far away.
The scenery of Ganyu Temple was serene. Along the way, they occasionally encountered monks who would nod in greeting.
From a distance, the two figures seemed to merge into one, exuding a peaceful and timeless charm.
Passing by one of the courtyards, Qiu Che saw a woman in plain lin...
2025-01-21 12:34:08 +0000 UTC
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Li Qingwu instinctively wanted to pull off the bandage to take a closer look, but as her fingertips hovered over it, she remembered she needed to keep her identity hidden. She forcefully stopped herself.
Qiu Che’s voice interrupted her drifting thoughts.
With a hint of amusement, Qiu Che asked, “Miss Yue, what exactly is your reason for sneaking into my courtyard in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?”
“I deeply apologize…”
Li Qingwu spoke with emb...
2025-01-21 12:33:11 +0000 UTC
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Once everyone had left, Ying Chun shut the courtyard gate and turned around, her tone laced with disapproval. “Miss, His Majesty has instructed you to reflect in solitude. Interacting with outsiders so frequently... isn't appropriate, is it?”
Especially when the person in question was the very cause of the princess angering His Majesty.
Li Qingwu didn’t respond, only casting her a faint glance.
Though the veil obscured her face, her gaze, even through the thin fabric, ...
2025-01-21 12:32:10 +0000 UTC
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The answers provided by Yu Ming and Yu Yan didn’t surprise Qiu Che.
They had been following their hired teachers—one studying arithmetic and the other martial arts—both showing some promise.
Before leaving the Qiu family, Qiu Che made a visit to the Hanlin Academy.
It was her first day as a new official, mostly filled with trivial onboarding matters. However, as the top scorer of the imperial examinations, she could feel the many gazes directed her way.
She was m...
2025-01-21 12:30:57 +0000 UTC
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"It’s absolutely true, Master," the butler said in a frightened tone, "It’s news from the palace! I heard that the eldest princess even defied His Majesty in public, all for the sake of a marriage proposal!"
Qiu Chudong was shocked and anxious. He asked urgently, "And then?"
"I don't know how His Majesty reacted, but he hasn’t agreed to the marriage yet..." The butler wiped his sweat, speaking cautiously, "But I heard Princess Lehe insists on the imperial decree... Old serva...
2025-01-21 12:29:28 +0000 UTC
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A woman dressed in a pale pink gown, styled as an ordinary family's young lady, stood elegantly amidst a group of admirers, her delicate and graceful figure commanding attention.
She gazed silently, looking down at her.
A cinnabar mark adorned her forehead, and her lips were painted a striking red.
Her beauty was beyond compare.
Yet, unlike the other women who were either overly enthusiastic or shy, her expression remained unchanged.
She neither threw flowers nor...
2025-01-21 12:21:00 +0000 UTC
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"Master," Yu Ming said respectfully, bowing slightly. "Master Qiu has sent someone to invite you to the front hall."
Qiu Che didn’t even lift her head, flipping to the next page of her book. "I’m not going."
Yu Ming hesitated, her concern evident. "Master Qiu seemed quite angry today... Are you sure this won’t cause trouble?"
They had only been in the manor for two days, but it was already clear to her that Qiu Chu Dong didn’t value her master. Even the servants foll...
2025-01-21 12:19:21 +0000 UTC
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The imperial exam went smoothly for Qiu Che.
In her past life, during the palace examination, she had answered the questions in a standard manner, relying on years of academic memory.
Though she emerged as the top scorer, she failed to catch the emperor’s favor.
As a result, she spent years in the Hanlin Academy as a minor editor before finally securing a position as Vice Minister of the Dali Temple.
In this life, however, Qiu Che had already been a seasoned "old fox...
2025-01-21 12:17:16 +0000 UTC
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Qiu Che had a long dream.
In the dream, she spent her entire life climbing to the pinnacle of power, eventually becoming the prime minister with influence over the entire empire.
But on the very night she received the imperial edict appointing her to the position, her own father lured her into the backyard and poisoned her, ending her life.
The next day, the prime minister's mansion was engulfed in flames.
Someone carried her cold, stiff corpse from the burning mansion...
2025-01-21 12:15:38 +0000 UTC
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