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 The sun was rising, the morning glow was shining, and the bright light squeezed into her eyes. Miaomiao frowned subconsciously and rolled over and slowly opened her eyelids. His body was soft and weak, his mind buzzed, and he couldn't tell where he was.
 This is not the room where she usually sleeps, the room is incense curling, the earth dragon burns warmly, and even the bedding is full of sweet-scented osmanthus. Through the layers of beautiful curtains, one can vaguely see a figure coming in and out of the outside. She sat up awkwardly, unable to do what she wanted, and made a lot of movement. People outside heard the noise and paced up to help her up, "Miaomiao, are you better?"
 Looking up, it was sister Cen Yun, and Miaomiao's heart was lost and flowing. Why wasn't it him? The last impression she had before she passed out last night was that the fragrant and pleasant smell on his body was that it disappeared when she woke up?
 She didn’t speak, and Cen Yun even thought she was unwell, put a big pillow behind her, and handed her the concoction that had been cooked on the table. “This is the side room. You suddenly passed out last night, and the lord will Let you live here. The doctor has already seen it. It is caused by the wind and cold. As long as you take the medicine obediently, it will be well within two or three days."
 In the words, he couldn't help but bring a coaxing tone to the child. Guyinmiaomiao looks like a sick child now, listless and wilting. She was originally thin and weak, and her cheeks became more petite after this disease. She was barely slap-sized, except for a pair of big eyes that flickered and flickered, and her long eyelashes were like flowers and butterflies, and her wings fluttered.
 Miaomiao took the black bowl of medicine, and felt bitter and unpleasant before taking it. When she tentatively took a sip, her facial features suddenly wrinkled, and she couldn't help but utter her tongue. "What is this? It's terrible."
 Cen Yun wiped the corners of her mouth angrily and ridiculously, "Otherwise, how can I call a good medicine bitter!"
 It's a pity that no matter how you say it, Miaomiao made up his mind not to take another sip. Drinking medicine is simply a torture to herself. She didn't have the idea of ​​drinking medicine in her consciousness, and she didn't know why medicine could heal her illness, so she didn't care about what Cen Yun said. She curled up into a ball lazily, wrapped in a thick brocade, like an old monk sitting still.
 But Cen Yun's temper was broken, but she was a patient and couldn't be beaten or scolded. What's more, she has the ability to make the Four Kings care for her.
 As he was thinking, he heard the impact of the jade bead curtain behind him, a crisp jingle. Yang Fu stepped into the room slowly, his clothes were well-dressed, and his spirit was graceful and graceful, and he glanced at the small hills that had wrapped him tightly. He twisted his eyebrows and asked the situation slowly, "What's the matter?"
 Cen Yun bowed her head and told helplessly: "Going back to the prince, Miaomiao feels bitter and unwilling to take medicine."
 My daughter's family is generally afraid of hardship, but there are not many who are self-willed to her. Yang Fu looked at the bed, "Miaomiao."
 As early as Cen Yunhuan's first sound, Miaomiao noticed that he was coming. But thinking of falling in his arms last night, I don't know if the residual heat has not faded or something else, my cheeks can't stop burning, and my heart hits the deer.
 After a moment of silence, Miaomiao opened a corner of the quilt, revealing a pair of dark and clear eyes, "Master, I feel better..."
 With the arrival of Yang Fu, the cold winter was swept through, he stood two steps away by the bed, and said quietly, "I still have to take medicine."
 He got up early in the morning and went to Yunjinzhai first. After reading the book for a while, he came back. Thinking of Miaomiao's burning severely last night, he would come to visit. Unexpectedly, seeing this scene, the little maid was very childish, and her hairy head was exposed from under the bedding, like a baby bird emerging from its shell. After hearing this, she hesitated for a moment, obediently took the medicine bowl, and drank her lips clean. Obviously, he was terribly suffering, and grinned at him, "I listen to the prince."
 Cen Yun brought the candied begonias, and Miaomiao ate three of them in one go. Only then did she feel the bitterness in her mouth fade.
 Miaomiao sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a plate of candied fruit in her arms, smiling and finally regaining some vitality. Yang Fu's eyebrows stretched, she really shocked people last night, her whole body was so hot, she hugged her in her arms like a fireball, probably burnt, and she kept muttering in her mouth. Come and go but those few words, "I don't sleep" and "Happy Chinese New Year".
 Fortunately, when he woke up this morning, Yang Fu said, "You don't need to wait for you today, take a day off, and come back when you recover."
 Miaomiao shook his head subconsciously, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, Hui Wei felt: "My body is so sore and weak that I can't walk, Lord, can I lie here for one more day?"
 Yang Funing looked at her and couldn't guess her careful thoughts, so she just didn't pierce her, "Yes."
 Yin Luo Miaomiao seemed to have received a great gift, and he couldn't help but smile.
 Miaomiao believes in this truth. She could not attack Yang Fu before, because the two were too far apart, and there was only one main room between them. She could hear his movements on the other side clearly.
 It's a pity that Miaomiao made a wrong calculation. Yang Fu spent almost the entire day in Yunjinzhai, while she slept all night. The little bit of brilliance that remained was struggling and leaping in the distance, disappearing between the sea of ​​clouds for a while, the world fell into darkness and chaos, and the candlelight was lit under the corridor, dim and dim.
 Miaomiao only felt that she was more agile, bent over to put on her shoes and socks skillfully, and walked outside with the curtain.
 Yang Fu has not yet returned to Han Yuxuan, the maidservant in the courtyard is preparing dinner, and they look at her when they come out. It's no wonder they are curious, Lord Gein treats her a little special, how can a maid sleep in the side room? Not only that, but also asked her doctor for medical treatment, and had dinner with her yesterday, which made people feel envious and curious.
 Miaomiao smiled shyly, looked around for a week and asked softly: "Has the prince come back yet?"
 After speaking, a sneer came out from a maid wearing a short pink jacket. She looked upright, but her face was mean, "The prince will not come back, what is the relationship with you? Can you control it? The prince just pity you. , I really take myself seriously."
 Miao Miao frowned, how could this man speak like this, his mouth full of thorns.
 She pursed her lips and retorted, "If that's the case, then I don't care what it has to do with you?"
 The maid was choked for a moment and couldn't speak. She turned her head and stared at her in annoyance, and wanted to speak again, Yang Fu had already returned to the house. The room was abruptly quiet, and the maids who served food withdrew one by one, only the little maid standing in the middle of the house was eye-catching. She only wore a white blouse and a pair of small embroidered shoes under the blue skirt, which hesitated slightly.
 Miaomiao retracted her thoughts and raised her eyes to Yang Fu and smiled obediently, "Thank you, Lord, for kindly taking in, I'm already much better, and I will go back tomorrow morning."
 Yang Fu nodded and walked to the side to be watched by the maid. Just as he was about to pick up the towel handed to him, Yu Guangjie saw Miaomiao's smiling face. She stood aside respectfully and carefully wiped off the drops of water on his hands. "I don't know how to make tea, but these things are still done. If the prince doesn't dislike it, I will take care of the washing in the future, OK? "
 His eyes were full of hope, and he fixedly looked at him. Yang Fu thought for a moment, curled his lips and smiled, "It's okay, this king is not used to drinking your tea."
 Said it was making tea, Miaomiao missed a spoonful of fine salt last time. No wonder Yang Fu said she made salty soup. The work of serving tea and handing water is better for Guan Shi to find another person.
 Wen Yan Miaomiao showed joy, and his unhappiness was wiped out.
 Waiting for the washing, Miaomiao was selfish. She had only touched him in her imagination before, but now she could truly feel his warm skin, which really made her feel agitated.
 Originally bathing was included, but Yang Funian asked her to go back to the house to rest after she recovered from her illness, so she didn't have to wait in front of her tonight. Miaomiao narrowed her mouth in disappointment, and turned her head back and forth one step at a time, thinking about the opportunities in the future, and the pace will inevitably be much easier.
 Inside the inner room, Cen Yun was packing Yang Fu's clothes and accessories, her slender eyebrows twisted into a ball, and she looked particularly anxious.
 Miaomiao couldn't help asking, "Sister Cen Yun, what's wrong?"
 Without raising her head, she continued to look for the vermilion lacquer wardrobe, "I can't find the jade pendant of the prince's personal accessories. I still wore it yesterday. I don't know where it went..."
 It should be the Pisces jade pendant she took away. Miaomiao's eyes rolled around, and she kindly comforted her with a soft voice: "Then you can find it again."
 Cen Yun nodded, remembering something suddenly, got up and looked at her with a smile.
 Miaomiao was so flustered by her sight, she thought she had discovered something, rubbing her toes on the blanket, "Sister Cen Yun is laughing?"
 Yinluo Cen Yun patted her head with relief, and said with earnest thought, "I can't think that you have such an ability to make the prince anxious. I came to the other courtyard for seven or eight years, and I rarely saw him like that..." Cen Yun considered her words. I admire Miao Miao very much, "You boasted that you liked the prince before, and I still think that there is a fantasy, think about it now, it is not impossible."
 Although Yang Fu is gentle and gentle, he is generally more distant from others and keeps a distance from the maid. Miaomiao is an exception.
 Thinking about it carefully, he was really good to her, even let her live in the side room, and said that he could tell him if he was bullied in the future. The brilliance flashed in Miaomiao's eyes. She clung to Cen Yun reluctantly and asked, "I was so burnt yesterday and can't remember what happened. Can you tell me in detail?"
 For a while, Cen Yun forgot to find something, so she described what she saw yesterday from beginning to end, many of which added fuel and jealousy: "The prince looks very serious. He took you to the side room and ordered someone to invite the doctor at night. This is a big Chinese New Year. No, who wants to come... but the prince said that he would also invite people to spend a lot of money. Later, after the doctor diagnosed and treated you, the prince left after the temperature stabilized. I have never seen him treat people this way, but it is cheap You." At the end, it was a bit complaining, as if she had defiled the four noble kings.
 Miaomiao just felt that her mind was drifting away. Things that had never been imagined before came to her mind, and the waves rolled and stirred until she was involved in the waves, sinking and floating.
 She curled up her lips silly, "I, I don't know..."
 Cen Yun annoyed her, "Of course you don't know, you are unconscious, and you still hold the prince and refuse to let go."
 Miaomiao didn't want to listen anymore. After explaining to her in a few words, he walked out of the inner room to the side room where Yang Fu specializes in bathing. Natural hot springs are introduced indoors, and a puddle of clear water flows into the other courtyard from behind the mountain, steaming and immersed in the mist.
 Miaomiao didn't dare to go in, and only waited behind the twelve red sandalwood folding screens, both joyful and apprehensive, more of expectation.
 After about a quarter of an hour, Yang Fu finished his bathing and changing clothes. He only wore a black satin robe, with a loose belt tied around his waist, and his wet hair dangled behind him, slowly walking out from behind the screen. Perhaps it was the reason that the white jade was steamed by hot water. The white jade's skin was red, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. It was different from the usual calm and unwilling appearance, revealing a little seductive charm.
 Miaomiao stood in front of him, ignoring his doubtful gaze, raised his head and gathered up his courage, "Master, can you tell me why you are so good to me?"
 Yang Fu stopped because of her sudden movement and looked back, "Miaomiao?"
 Miaomiao held his breath, for fear of being discouraged under his gaze, "You asked me to eat at the same table with you, and I was sick to hire a doctor for me, and allowed me to sleep in your room... Lord, do you like me too? "
 Yang Fu finally understood what she was talking about, the black pupils were motionless, and his expression was blurred. He saw her nervous and helpless, and said for a long time: "Miaomiao, I have no affection for you. If my actions misunderstand you, I will pay more attention in the future."
 She was young and weak, but strong and optimistic, which made him feel very pity, and couldn't help but want to treat her better. But there is nothing more, she is just a little girl.
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 Human body with fishtail was known as mermaid.
 They were pretty and mysterious, their tears congealed to a pearl worth a city.
 Miao Miao never thought that one day she would set foot on the lake shore as a human.
 She had no desire, only wanted to be close to a man.
 Even though she was seeking her own doom, but she gladly endured the hardship.
 —— I like you, for ninety days.
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 Wen Xuxu is a tenacious, talented, smart and brave woman who was fostered by the Yan family at the age of four when she lost both her parents.
 Brought up to be the successor of a huge conglomerate, Yan Rusheng is an aloof, intelligent and arrogant man who is the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city.
 Despite growing up together, both of them seem to treat each other as an eyesore. She labels him as a jerk and womanizer while in his eyes, she is a shrew.
 Over time, they fall for each other, but they continue to conceal their feelings for each other. By a twist of fate, they are forced into a marriage. And unknown to everyone else and Yan Rusheng, she has harbored a deep secret for many years…
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 This novel is also known as The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers MeFu Nanli, the captain of Dongchuan Airlines and the sole heir of the Fu Corporation, lost his memory in a car accident. 
 Just remember Wen Qiao who desperately saved her before the car accident. 
 “you are?” 
 Wen Qiao, who can survive only by staying with Fu Nanli, said shamelessly: “I am your wife.” 
 Shao Fu’s eyes were puzzled, but she only remembered such a person. She said yes, so be it. 
 The cold and precious male god was snatched away by the wild girl who didn’t know where he came from. 
 The celebrities in Hong Kong were angry. 
 The celebrities raised 100 million, and they must tear off the mask of Wen Qiao, the fox spirit. 
 But only waiting for the two people’s wedding of the century.
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 She always wanted to give him her precious self on the wedding night. Although she was shy but still looking forward to it, he wanted to go abroad for further study… Struggling for a long time, she finally decided to him her most precious sacred thing on his birthday. But when she took the key car sent by her girlfriend, after a night of adventure, she found that she didn’t even know the man beside her !!!
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 On the distant Tianxiu Planet, there exists a group of unusual and intelligent beings. They consist of neither children nor elders. They have neither birth nor real death. They are born into the world through an extremely special process and have managed to keep their fundamental memories of survival through their endless reincarnations.
 They are the Tianxiu people.
 For every Tianxiu person, if they find someone they like and want to bind as partners with each other — then they would have to go through a life or death Adult Ceremony. The winner of the ceremony will become the absolute dominant in this spousal relationship.
 While the defeated one will be referred to as — Qizi.
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 Su Yue transmigrated to a novel.
 Inside the romance novel, the domineering male lead despised his little wife from the beginning, fought against her, but was willing to give his life to save her when she was in danger.
 The two’s lovely love is enviable and admirable.
 And Su Yue dressed up as the brainless and vicious female supporting character who married into a wealthy family at the same time as the female lead, despised her husband for being ugly and blind, and fantasized about climbing on the female lead’s husband and Su Yue’s husband’s younger brother’s bed every day, doing everything she could to attack the female lead using despicable methods.
 Su Yue, recalling the tragic end of the woman in the book, stated that she didn’t mind that her husband was ugly and blind.
 Husband: “If you feel wronged, we can divorce.” The man handed a black card with his slender fingers.
 Su Yue raised her beautiful red lips and threw her soft body into the man’s arms. “Do you think you’re being ugly, blind, and have a bad temper, afraid of wronging me? Don’t worry, I don’t mind.”
 The ugly, blind, and bad-tempered husband: “…”
 Everytime she coaxes her husband and loses five pounds!!!
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 In 2006, Xu Xin had a dream. In the dream, he saw a bad entertainment circle. Desperate for gaining a position, and go to great lengths for traffic. 
 “In this case, why can’t we live as a beam of light?” 
 (High-definition, no code, no abuse, no dog blood, character guarantee, feel free to enter the pit)
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 In modern cities, aura is revived, and human beings are no longer the masters of civilization. 
 At that time, the sky could not see the sun, it was covered by birds, and the ground was stained red with blood. Human beings became food for bereaved dogs, a real hell on earth. It wasn’t until the day when a warrior with an open mind merged the demon spirit after the death of the demon beast into his dantian, humanity could avoid the fate of being annihilated. 
 Refining demon spirits, possessing the ability of demon beasts to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, a young man who originally died, because a demon beast has returned to sixteen years old. 
 That day happened to be the annual demon spirit awakening day. 
 That day, he refined an evil spirit… 
 Evil spirits, an unknown existence of evil!
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 This novel is also known as Almighty Video Game Designer
 Chen Mo a game designer got sent to a parallel world with advance technology but undeveloped game concepts.
 Watch as he redefines the world’s gaming industry with the games he remade from his old world.
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 Shi Jin once read a book. It was supposed to be about satisfying the desire for vengeance.
 The main character, also named Shi Jin, was the sixth son of his harem-novel-protagonist-like father. All was well—while his father was alive. But after his death, Shi Jin’s five elder half-brothers tormented him, eventually leading to his death. The protagonist was reborn, determined to take revenge, and… the novel was discontinued.
 That day, Shi Jin almost spat blood and dropped the book into a shredder. The next day, he died in a car accident. Somehow, when he came to, he had transmigrated into a teenager, a youth also called Shi Jin.
 There was only one problem. His father had just died. His older brothers were about to torment him…
 Shi Jin: Let’s eliminate my brothers’ hatred, my goal is to keep my life!
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 Lin Wuyu has been named the academic god of his high school: calm, confident, and forever effortlessly able to get first place. Ding Ji flaunts his photographic memory and claims to be the most powerful person in the world. These two people who initially don’t have anything in common meet due to the spinning gears of fate. Lin Wuyu discovers that the seemingly sloppy, careless Ding Ji is in fact outstandingly smart. After a series of hilarious misunderstandings, the reason why Ding Ji is unwilling to be called a child prodigy gradually reveals itself. Two equally clever and exceptional teens, with similar yet not completely identical family troubles, slowly grow closer as they deepen their understanding of each other, little by little.
 The author’s writing is humorous, with a natural, flowing style. The personalities of these two sharply contrasting teens appear vividly on paper. Lin Wuyu’s occasional childishness under his cool-headed academic god appearance and Ding Ji’s kindheartedness and liveliness that can’t be concealed by his street king energy are revealed by the author’s various and amusing plots, leading the reader into wanting to further understand the new lives they are about to face.
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 Tao Ling’s surname is Tao, and therefore he loves to escape. However, there is nowhere to escape in life, including dreamland—until he stumbles upon a young florist. 
 The name of the young man is Wen Qingying. He can neither speak nor hear. 
 As such, Tao Ling would come around the flower shop every day to chit-chat as much as he pleased. Then one day, the young man suddenly spoke, “I’ve caught you red-handed many times.” 
 Tao Ling: “???” 
 Wen Qingying: “I won’t expose you as long as you come home with me.” 
 Tao Ling: “!!!” 
 Note: Tao Ling’s surname, Tao(陶tao2) sounds the same as “escape” in Chinese.
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 Time flew by. Even though their graduation was a long time ago, after countless nights and passing through fleeting time, their story is still circulated around the quiet campus of University G. This story has many different versions, but there is one thing that everyone knows to be true. Back then, that ordinary girl betrayed the genius of the fine arts faculty and yet, his love for her still remained. For her, he nearly died in a fire. For her, he gave up his chance to study abroad. Years later when they meet again, he is successful with a new girlfriend in his arms and she is indifferent with a light and clear smile. However, unknown to anyone, her longing had begun long ago and even now flooded her thoughts…
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