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Chapter 8: The Threat. For a moment, the only sound in the study besides the curling tendrils of bamboo incense was the sound of breathing. Huo Qiu gave her a long, searching look before addressing the two men: "That will be all for today. You may leave." This was an unmistakable order to dismiss the guests. Though his words were directed at Wang Yi and Zhong Yu, his gaze remained fixed on Tang Zhuozhuo’s face, refusing to let even the slightest flicker of emotion escape his…-
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Chapter 7: Wang Yi Zhong Yuxi’s face flushed red then turned deathly pale in rapid succession. Finally, she gritted her teeth and emboldened herself to speak: "My Lady, my elder brother’s actions were absurd, implicating both His Highness and the General of Mighty Prowess. This concubine is deeply terrified and only begs Your Ladyship for a chance to make amends." She refused to believe that Tang Zhuozhuo could remain so composed once Wang Yi's name was mentioned. If she could just…
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Chapter 6: The Virtuous Lady The days flickered by. Huo Qiu became increasingly occupied with affairs of state, and Tang Zhuozhuo saw no sign of him for several days. At noon this day, Tang Zhuozhuo was reclining on an ivory-inlaid Arhat couch for a nap when she saw An Xia lift the pearl curtain and whisper, "My Lady, Zhong Liangdi has arrived." Tang Zhuozhuo slowly opened her eyes, which were filled with the cold clarity of a winter frost. She cast an unreadable glance at An Zhi, who…
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Chapter 5: Xige Early the next morning, before the sun had risen, all was silent save for the cicadas in the small courtyard. Their chirping was exceptionally crisp; having drunk the dew brewed overnight, their song grew more persistent. Tang Zhuozhuo was accustomed to rising early. In the Cold Palace, one had to do everything for oneself, as An Xia could not always manage every task alone. Inside the hall, unburnt red candles still flickered, though the light from the night-luminescent…
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Chapter 4: Desiring What Cannot Be Had. Tang Zhuozhuo watched the man’s back, straight as a bamboo stalk, disappear into the night. As he left, the suffocating pressure that had filled the hall vanished with him. Feeling her knees go weak, she found a soft stool and sat down, her eyes shining with a crystal-clear light. An Xia had just seen the master depart with a face as dark as thunder, yet she had heard no sounds of a struggle. Seeing that Tang Zhuozhuo did not look like she had that…
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Chapter 3: The Legitimate Wife After the meal was finished, Tang Zhuozhuo felt a sense of being at a loss. Huo Qiu’s presence had always been overwhelming; the moment his tall frame drew near, she instinctively flinched away, the dampness of her palms slowly seeping into her handkerchief. In her past life, her heart and eyes had been entirely filled with Wang Yi. She had become an expert at handling Huo Qiu: never saying a single unnecessary word, answering only what was asked. As the days turned…
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Chapter Two: Rebirth After an eternity of darkness, a blinding light flashed across Tang Zhuózhuo's vision. She squeezed her eyes shut on instinct, then slowly and carefully opened them. Above her hung a bed canopy, delicate and fine, ivory silk embroidered with jade-leaf begonias traced in gold thread, scatter-stitched with silver droplets that shimmered like rain caught in moonlight. She had barely twitched her fingers when she heard a woman's voice outside the curtain, soft and…
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Chapter 1: The Cold Palace Autumn in the Great Jin Dynasty was bitterly cold. Unlike the piercing gales of winter, it was a desolate chill that sent withered leaves swirling—a mournful, sobbing wind that wound around the heart, making one feel utterly wretched. Today was overcast and dreary, making the Cold Palace appear even more bleak and forsaken. Aside from a few skeletal trees rustling in the wind before the gates, not even a crow would deign to fly here. Tang Zhuozhuo lay upon a dilapidated…
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