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Xiaoman The smell of disinfectant water rises from the ground.Wei Zhiheng was sitting on the blue plastic chair in the corridor, feeling the smell spread over his ankles, with the yellow-brown color of iodine and the astringency of 84 disinfectant, sinking to the height of his knees.He stared at the tiles on the opposite wall, No. 17, cracked, with strips of limestone flint embedded in the porcelain surface. There was a cough from the third clinic on the left.It wasn't an ordinary cough, it was a muffled…-
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Awakening of Insects March 5, 2025, 6:47 AM. The voice-activated light went out just as Wei Zhiheng stepped onto the second stair. He stopped in the darkness, his left hand tightening around the leather buckle of his art box while his right hand fumbled along the wall. The limestone wall tiles were damp with moisture, and a frost-like white powder rubbed off onto his fingertips. The plastic switch panel was cracked, layered with years of dust that felt like sandpaper to the touch. When the light…
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Chapter 9 Reflection Behind Closed Doors To be old beyond one's years is an ill omen! The night faded amidst his resolute silence, and the silhouette of Guzang gradually sharpened under the morning light. The palace paths were silent, save for the echo of his footsteps. By the time the morning dew began to rise, he had been kneeling on the jade steps outside Xuanshi Hall for nearly an hour. His court robes were soaked dark by the dew, his jade crown was meticulously fastened, and his back was held…-
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Chapter 8: Natural Disasters and Human Malice Damn it! Another trap! The rain in Jiangzhou carried a salty, fishy tang. Xiao Jue had spent several days in a ruined temple searching for evidence. When he untied the cylinder from the third messenger pigeon’s leg, the note inside contained only two words: Wu Dong. His pupils constricted slightly. The Wu clan of Chenliu was a family that kept a low profile in court, yet they controlled thirty percent of the salt transport in the Jianghuai region. They,…
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Chapter 7: Thoughts in the Night Rain Wishing to turn the world around and retreat into a small boat. Just as they returned to the post station, the rain began to pour as if the sky had collapsed. At the third quarter of the hour of the Pig, the rain tapped incessantly against the window lattice. Xie Heng sat alone beneath the lamp, his fingertips brushing the now-faded red mark on his cheek. The candlelight cast his shadow against the wall—lean, upright, and motionless. It was as if that slap had…
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Chapter 6 The Nine-Turn Corridor In this life, one only seeks to have a heart free of regrets. The candlelight in the Danyang Post House flickered violently in the night wind. Zhao Ning knelt on the floor, his forehead drenched in sweat. "The Third Elder said... that the events of the third year of Yonghe are a shared debt between the Xie and Wang clans. If you continue to investigate, it will not only harm the Wang family, but also the century-old reputation of the Xie clan." Xie Heng’s hand,…
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Chapter 57 The whispers of the monarch and his ministers I want to go into history with you and into the dust together. In the first year of Yong'an, the bells and drums of Guzang City were ringing. Xie Heng stood on the top of the circular hill, wearing dark clothes and twelve chapters, with dark golden light flowing in the morning light.In his hand, he held the jade album that had just been offered to heaven and earth, and in his ears was the sound of long live the mountain roaring like a…
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Chapter 56 The long night is coming to an end The long night is coming to an end, and the morning light of the new sky has appeared "Female Young Master, Master Xu." A guard staggered over from the front yard, his voice trembling with excitement, "Outside...it's chaos outside!" Xie Nanqiao was re-bandaging a servant whose arm was injured. Hearing this, he stood up immediately: "Speak carefully!" "Xie Pushe and the Beifu army have almost arrived outside the city. Wang...Wang Yuzong is dead!" The guard…
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Chapter 55: Broken Blade Buries Spring The long night is coming to an end, no one will share my dawn It was already dusk when Wen Boyan returned to Guzang City. The horse had already collapsed from exhaustion in the continuous attack. He walked the last thirty miles on foot.The sister's skeleton wrapped in a robe on his back seemed to be of great weight. The gates of Guzang City were closed and the towers were heavily guarded, even more so than when he left.All entry and exit must be strictly…
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Chapter 54 The Broken Sword Awakens in Spring There are no brocade books in Jiangnan, only the green grass on the tombs On the school field outside Yunzhong City, the newly reorganized soldiers were practicing.With the former Beifu Army as the core, this team has absorbed the northern border troops and defected martyrs from all over the country. It has begun to take shape and has reached 20,000 people. In the Zhongjun room, the charcoal fire was still burning brightly.There is a huge map spread out on…
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