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    DLadypresident

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    • Chapter 19: The Crown Prince’s Concern.

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      by DLadypresident Chapter 19: The Crown Prince's Concern.   As time passed, the sun grew increasingly fierce. The Tenth Prince’s wife set down her warm teacup and said softly, "It looks like it's almost time for lunch. Shall we head back?" Tang Zhuozhuo and the Third Prince’s wife exchanged a look. The latter smiled gently and added, "Our sister is thoughtful. Imperial Grandmother should be awake by now. We’ve seen enough flowers; it’s time to return." A flicker of a smile appeared in Tang…
    • Chapter 20

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      by DLadypresident Chapter 20 Tang Zhuozhuo was so startled that her body went rigid. Slowly, her lotus-like face was flushed crimson. Her back was pressed against the cold wall, causing fine goosebumps to rise on her skin. The maids and eunuchs who had been following behind them stopped at a distance. Huo Qiu was dressed in his Crown Prince ceremonial robes, his profile bathed in the golden waves of light. He looked like a peerless god of war from a painting—imposing and cold—leaving brilliant golden glints…
    • Chapter 12: Alienation

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      by DLadypresident Chapter 12: Alienation.   Although the Imperial Physician had repeatedly guaranteed that the Crown Princess was merely suffering from a fever and would recover after taking her medicine, Tang Zhuozhuo did not show signs of waking until evening. The room smelled of thick medicine mixed with the soft, lingering scent of mint. Huo Qiu sat on a soft stool not far from the bed, looking as composed and elegant as a breeze under a clear moon. However, his mind had been thrown into turmoil by the…
    • Chapter 1: The Cold Palace

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      by DLadypresident 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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