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 Yan Xun flew into a rage, gave Feng Mian a kick while on his horse, and shouted, "Idiot! I dare you to say that again!"
 Feng Mian yelped twice in pain. He immediately turned around and ran towards the Zhuge residence. He did not dare to repeat those words again.
 Yan Xun huffed in anger. He saw all his subordinates staring at him and hollered, "I do what I want!"
 Everyone hurriedly looked away in their own direction and did not dare to look Yan Xun in the eye again. Each of them thought the same thing and sighed to themselves. After all, the prince was only thirteen years old. It was no big deal if he occasionally threw a childish tantrum.
 By the time Chu Qiao reached the Zhuge residence, it was already late at night. Upon seeing Chu Qiao, the gatekeeper was slightly taken aback, as he recognized that this was the favored maid of Qing Shan court's young master. Hence, he did not make things difficult and even gave her a lantern to light the way.
 The Zhuge residence gave off an icy cold aura at night, and without the noise and liveliness of the daytime, the silence made the place feel like a pitch-black prison cage. Occasionally there were a few cries of some jackdaws, which were then promptly shot down by archers who had great precision. Any forms of noise was not tolerated while the masters were sound asleep; even animals could not be excused.
 As Chu Qiao passed by the high walls of Lan Shan court, she heard a burst of suppressed cries. It was as if a female servant was hiding on the opposite side of the wall and crying, having erred and taken a beating.
 Chu Qiao's footsteps gradually came to a halt. The gigantic moon in the sky, pale and round, reflected her small shadow onto the red wall. Her shadow seemed thinner and longer, which reminded her of past times when she had a taller figure. She suddenly felt a tinge of sadness. Perhaps, she would snap out of her trance and realize that it was just a dream. If it was a dream, all of these things would not have happened. Those lifeless corpses, the fresh blood that flowed, and those tears of despair…
 The cries of the child on the opposite side of the wall persisted. As she was too short, she could not scale the wall. How could she give warmth to others if she herself was cold? Just like those corpses that were buried underneath the snowy plains. Her despair did not help the situation.
 Unexpectedly, she opened the front door of Qing Shan court. Chu Qiao was surprised. She had originally planned to spend the night in the firewood room; the fact that the courtyard's gate was not locked stunned her. Zhuge Yue knew how to take care of his own health. When he was not attending lessons in the General Academy Hall, he would stay in the garden either busy with his flowers or enjoy some tea and burn some incense. He also highly valued sleep, unlike the other young masters, who were only preoccupied with lust, often throughout the night.
 As she carefully stepped into the courtyard, the glow of a lantern started advancing towards her. Huan Er hurriedly grabbed Chu Qiao's hand and whispered, "Finally! Where did you run off to just now? I've been waiting for you the entire night."
 Chu Qiao apologetically stuck out her tongue and replied, "My horse was scared away. I just came back. Where's the young master? How come the gate isn't locked?"
 "You're lucky." Huan Er curled his lips and remarked with a smile, "Young master is in his study reading. He has been there all night and he has not told me to lock up. He hasn't slept either, so I've been able to wait for you here."
 Chu Qiao nodded, walking towards Zhuge Yue's room. Huan Er hurriedly stopped her and said, "The young master was not in a good mood when he came back. I do not know who ruffled his feathers. It's late, let's discuss things tomorrow. Anyway, the young masters did not ask you to go to Xuan hall. You go and take a rest, I'll inform the young yaster on your behalf."
 Chu Qiao nodded and replied, "That works too." She turned and walked back towards her own room. Huan Er dashed into the Xuan hall, spoke a few sentences and exited.
 Chu Qiao was one of the maidservants in Xuan hall with a higher status. Her room was located close to the main yard. As she walked to the door, the light in the room behind her went out before she could manage to open it. She was enveloped by the darkness.
 Chu Qiao was a little dazed. She turned back slightly, looking in the direction of Zhuge Yue's room. As the last light was extinguished, the entire Zhuge residence fell into a deep sleep. Chu Qiao stood in the corridor for a long time. As the wind blew, she twitched her nose lightly. It was as if she could smell the scent of blood beneath the ground.
 Zhuge Yue seemingly had a nightmare just after closing his eyes. When he woke up, the third sound of the drum had just been struck. The sounds of the watchman dragged on, carrying a soft tail sound, and drifting far away in the silent night.
 In that instant, he thought that he was still dreaming. In the dream, there was a warm spring breeze and beautiful peach blossoms. The touch of his mother's hand felt as gentle as the warm spring water, elegantly brushing across his hair, combing a neat bun for him. However, instantly, the cold air permeated his senses, rudely awakening him. He sat up, his white pajamas drenched with sweat. The windows were not fully closed and the icy, cold wind blew onto him through the window slit. The teapot by his bedside was already cold. A few pieces of osmanthus cake sat in a small blue and white porcelain dish. It's refreshing aroma was still delectable, despite the distance. He did not feel like sleeping anymore. He put on his coat, took his long flute, opened the door and walked out.
 The maidservants outside were sound asleep, not awakened at all by his movement. He continued to walk and pushed the room door open, seeing the snowy white moonlight in the courtyard. It passed through the trees and shone on the ground, forming streaky, barbed reflections. It was as if it snowed out of nowhere. The warm radiance spread around the courtyard. The midnight wind was slightly chilly and brushed against his sleeves. The fluttering sounds mimicked that of a butterfly's wings. Heading east of the courtyard, he was welcomed by a big plum plantation. Its red and white colors intertwined and gave off a fragrant aroma, spread about by the wind.
 This mansion was probably only silent at this hour. Without the other noises, it was as if he was the only person left in this world. He spotted a pavilion located higher up and wandered along the mottled stone path leading up to it. Frost had just descended upon the night, causing the path to be slightly slippery. He bent down and walked slowly, seemingly minding his way, but not paying attention at the same time.
 "Fourth young master?" a crisp sound echoed in the distance. He raised his head and saw a little girl sitting on a tree next to the pavilion. She was wearing jade-green clothes, her neck adorned by a ring of snow-white camel fur. Her black eyes were big and round and were staring at him. A pair of small green boots were swinging around in mid-air, just like two dancing grass crickets.
 He slowly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here?"
 "I couldn't sleep." Chu Qiao was astonished to see him here at this hour as well. She remarked honestly, "Fourth young master, you couldn't sleep either?"
 Zhuge Yue remained silent and slowly walked up towards the pavilion.
 The Zhuge residence was originally constructed on a hillside. The sights here were marvellous and offered a view of almost the entire city of Zhen Huang. The hazy moonlight was just like a thin white veil, shrouding every corner of the city, and suppressing the hostility of the harsh northern winds which had chipped away at the city for a few hundred years. The moonlight made even the thick city walls, which had been stained with the blood of numerous people, appear gentler.
 Chu Qiao looked at his back view, suddenly feeling a sense of disorientation. The peace after the bloodshed made her feel tired. She leaned on a branch, staring at that quiet youngster. She watched the wind tug at his bright-colored sleeves, just like two big butterflies flying about with the flow of the wind.
 "Fourth young master, I lost the little red horse."
 Zhuge Yue did not respond, as if he did not hear her words in the first place. The long flute was still in his hands, but he did not play it. He stood still silently for a while, before turning and walking down the hill.
 Chu Qiao, seeing that he was leaving, climbed down the tree to follow him. However, she lost her footing and slipped. In desperation and confusion, she grabbed hold of the tree branch, only for it to slice a big hole in her clothes. The back of her arm was also cut and fresh blood oozed out of the wound.
 Zhuge Yue stopped in his tracks and raised his head, only to see what seemed like a monkey—no, a child—hanging from a tree branch. He paused to think and reached out his arms.
 Chu Qiao was caught off guard and questioned suspiciously, "Fourth young master, what are you trying to do?"
 Zhuge Yue replied, "Jump down."
 "Ah?" She thought for a long while, before realizing his intention. Chu Qiao quickly said, "It's okay, Xing Er can make her way down by herself."
 Zhuge Yue frowned slightly, appearing rather impatient, and declared stubbornly, "Jump down."
 Chu Qiao could not insist further and she could only release her grip. In an instant, she dropped into Zhuge Yue's arms. She was still short, only reaching his shoulders in height. In his arms, she felt like a small cat.
 "Let's go." Zhuge Yue placed her on the floor and walked in front of her, Chu Qiao promptly followed. They were surrounded by plum trees and the floor was strewn with petals. They trod on the soft white snow, leaving behind two rows of shallow footprints.
 By the time they got back to Qing Shan court, all the servants there were awake and frantically searching for the pair. Zhuge Yue did not elaborate and went straight back to his room. Huan Er dashed over to Chu Qiao's room and started to question her.
 As they spoke, a maidservant reported that Young Master had caught a cold and that someone was on their way to get a doctor. All of Qing Shan court started to become busy. Huan Er brought a few maids and servants in and out to prepare warm water and change towels, until the doctor arrived to take the Young Master's pulse and prescribe some herbal medicine. Only then was everyone able to catch their breath.
 Chu Qiao, having had some supper, was preparing to sleep, when she suddenly heard a knock on her door. She opened the door to see Huan Er standing outside, along with an elder who looked over fifty. Huan Er uttered, "Xing Er, the young master said that you were cut. Since the doctor is here already, let him take a look at your injury."
 Chu Qiao paused for a second, and then made her way for the doctor to attend her wound. After the doctor was finished, Huan Er stated, "Also, the young master said that he would sleep in tomorrow, so we need not wake up too early to work."
 Chu Qiao nodded in agreement, and Huan Er left the room joyfully.
 The hazy moonlight shone on this silent courtyard, it was as if a layer of white frost had been glazed over it.
 The next day, first thing in the morning, Chu Qiao went to see Zhuge Yue. However, the young but mature young master was not in his room. Chu Qiao, aware that she lost the red horse, knew that she had to provide explanation to him. As she was about to go outside to ask for his whereabouts, she saw Zhuge Yue stroll into the courtyard, wearing a set of dark golden armor and holding a long sword. He was flanked by a group of servants and adopted a decisive and agile posture. Chu Qiao had not seen him like this before. Zhu Cheng, back bent, had a cloak draped over his arms. He followed closely behind.
 Huan Er along with other maidservants hurriedly ran up. They served tea and water to Zhuge Yue, started burning the incense, wiped his hands clean, and started preparing for his bath.
 Chu Qiao stood by the side of the main entrance and waited for Zhuge Yue to take his seat. And then she stepped up and confessed, "Fourth young master, I lost the little red horse."
 "Um." Zhuge Yue acknowledged her lightly, drinking a mouthful of the tea that he received from Huan Er. Then, he ordered his other servants, "Go and fetch two pots of the cymbidium that was delivered yesterday and take away this incense burner. It irks my sense of smell."
 The servants quickly obliged and set about to run their errands. Chu Qiao stood in her original spot. Seeing that Zhuge Yue had no intention of punishing her or continuing with this topic, she smartly stopped talking. Just as she prepared to sneak out, Zhuge Yue put down his teacup, pointed at her and said, "Xing Er, hold on."
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 Chu Qiao was known as Agent 005 within the Secret Service’s 11th Division in her former life. She was locked up in the Secret Service’s prison as she was framed. After she successfully broke out from prison, she sacrificed her life bravely to preserve the Secret Service by defusing a bomb meant to wipe them out.
 After her demise, she was magically transported back in time to the Xia Dynasty to start a new life, where she assumed the identity of an 8-year-old female servant. In order to help Yan Xun, the Prince of Yan Bei, escape, she lived in the imperial palace for eight years along with him. In the process, they helped each other to become stronger such that they could rebel against the Xia Empire and return to the territory of Yan Bei.
 The first half of the novel depicts vividly how the two characters go through thick and thin, hand in hand – Chu Qiao helping Yan Xun to achieve his dreams and Yan Xun’s love towards Chu Qiao. However, the two of them start to drift apart due to their conflicting personalities – Chu Qiao having a kind hearted nature and Yan Xun having the airs of a prince: arrogant and boisterous.
 Chu Qiao eventually leaves Yan Xun and ends up together with Zhuge Yue, who had always fancied her all along. The two of them eventually become recognised as the famous Queen of Beauty and the King of the Green Sea, establishing a prosperous, long-standing and stable dynasty. The old monarchy system was undoubtedly and easily scrapped; the new Xia Empire, helmed by the two of them, rose from the verge of its downfall like a phoenix from the ashes!
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 Otaku Lin Fei crossed over to a new world… 
 Rare and exotic medicinal pellets? I eat them like snacks… 
 Powerful martial art secret instruction manuals? I can sell them like newspaper bundles… 
 What..You’re an absolute genius? I wreck geniuses like you for a living… 
 Why am I so powerful? 
 It’s because I have leveling system version 1.0! 
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 I, the mighty Telepath Starlord, got banished into the mortal world. The days in the mortal world are much better than those in heaven! Everything is here — money, authority and most importantly stunning beauties! I am from a rich family. Yes, I am indeed wealthy now. The kind of wealth where you would not want to displease me. Domineering CEOs, military big shots, business geniuses, you name it — I know them all! I know everything you are thinking about. You can’t defeat me anyway, how are you going to go against me? A century in the mortal world is only equivalent to a hundred days in heaven. 
 As an urban banished immortal, I will enjoy the heck out of my time in the human world and a huge commotion would arise in heaven!
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 Traveling through other worlds, carrying the Nine Flame Skyfire Tower, Han Feng began his journey of power!
 Practicing the Nine Flames and Different Fire Art, burn the true essence, break the true crystal, eliminate the domain, and destroy the law!
 Let’s look at how young Han Feng soared into the sky among the great talents of other worlds, stepped through the sky, and achieved supreme status!
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 A natural moat called the Luo river split the great land into two. Jing of the north, and Wei of the south.
 One was the Prince of the grass plains who had no worries nor sorrow. One was a lawful Princess who received exclusive favour of the Emperor.
 A war turned the Prince of the grass plains into an orphan, she who had laid dormant for ten years had originally planned to become a sycophantic official, to manipulate the enemy kingdom into chaos, but was appointed as Fuma at the Chionglin banquet.
 Wait and see, how this debt of grudge from a fallen kingdom and devastated home will be settled.
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 The oldest myth between heaven and earth reappears in the world, countless spaces begin to slowly interweave, and the dark side of the world quietly emerges. 
 Advocate the friars who are weak in flesh and blood and eternal in spirit. Showing a tyrannical body, there is my invincible martial artist. 
 Looking at the changes in the world, Lu Ren exhaled in a panic. 
 “Ding, because of your uninterrupted breathing for 26 years, you suddenly realized something, and successfully realized the breathing technique.” 
 Hearing the prompt sound in his mind, Lu Ren waved his sword hesitantly. 
 “Ding, because you were blindly poking a few times with your sword, you suddenly realized something and successfully learned basic swordsmanship.” 
 After a long time, he looked at the army invading from another world, raised his long sword and slashed it out. 
 In an instant, the endless air waves rolled back, and the mountains and rivers where they passed collapsed, and the rivers fell. 
 Then the army was annihilated and bombarded towards the different world. The entire other world was completely shattered by the explosion of infinite fire, and slowly disappeared into the air.
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 A great emperor was reborn as an incompetent son-in-law and awakened the memory of his ninth life. A peerless genius, an eternal hero? It’s just my stepping stone! Power, status, wealth? I want them all! Not convinced? Beat you until you are convinced
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 One sword to punish the immortal Buddha, one sword to bury the gods and demons!
 He was originally the number one martial arts genius in the imperial city, but his dantian was destroyed and turned into a ridiculous trash by the people of the world.
 In desperation, he found a tomb of the sword god hidden in his body!
 Eighteen mysterious tombstones are engraved with the supreme swordsmanship, and there is a soul of the sword in the tomb, named Funeral Sky!
 From then on, an unprecedented sword god was born, and it was powerful for nine days!
 He kills demons with one sword, and kills God with one sword!
 Even if it is the Nine Heavens Fault, it must be buried with one sword!
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 A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive!
 A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature!
 A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow!
 The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength!
 A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope!
 The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end!
 Where, pray tell, is the path I should take?
 Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above!
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 Theology has its own origin.
 Science has its own origins.
 Arcane naturally has its own origin.
 This is the worst time in the world, and it is also the best time.
 The Age of Domination has come to an end, magic is returning, and the whole world is changing noisily.
 A person’s abilities are ultimately limited, and he has to hold a group for warmth in order to face the future collapse and create his own future.
 Hegemony of heterogeneous farming!
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 PS: The opening of the book is low-spirited, and the pre-warlocks dominate, slowly opening up a colorful fantasy world. 
 Magic research, arcane exploration, world trends, and farming shuttle each other. The protagonist unknowingly changes the world’s rational text.
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 In an adventure, a golden-winged roc, which is larger than a mountain, became the clone of the young Chu Chen. 
 From then on, he was qualified to enter the tomb of the gods. 
 In the tomb of the gods, there are naked fairies frozen in the jade coffin, and there is ancient The fairy weapon, the heavenly exterminating and demon-defying magic shuttle… countless magic pill magic weapons, magic runes and holy soldiers, all picked up by him at will!
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 In the previous life, Fu Rong was the concubine of King Su and was the only pet in the private room. Unfortunately, King Su was short-lived and she was reborn when she was looking for a new love.
 Fu Rongle is broken, it’s good to be born again, this time he will choose the best man to marry him.
 Who expected King Su to be entangled suddenly, and even if he did it, he wanted to marry her as the princess?
 Fu Rong really didn’t want to marry, 
 She is not afraid of him having sex in the cold day and night, but she doesn’t want to be a widow.
 Reading tips: 
 1. Double birth, 1V1, HE. 
 2. The male protagonist is forced to marry a strong pet, and the female protagonist has no abuse all the way.
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 Xia Dong travels to the world of One Punch Man and gains the ability to strengthen his food. As long as he keeps eating, his body can become stronger and stronger. 
 With this ability, can Xia Dong become the strongest hero? 
 Can’t!
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