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Chapter 101: Our General Isn't That Kind of Person The General's Manor remained as it always had. Every day since the army's departure, the steward had led the servants to clean the manor meticulously. With summer arriving, the newly green shade of the trees and the budding flowers added even more vitality to the residence. Since returning to court the day before yesterday, Lin Shuangxu hadn't stepped foot inside his home. Now, returning to this familiar place, he felt as if he had been gone for a…-
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Chapter 100: "Home" Guo Yao sighed softly and said nothing more. He turned to the side and instructed his subordinate, "Tell Vice General Qin to attack with all his might and take the city as quickly as possible." "Yes!" The only option now was a swift victory to execute the incompetent emperor as soon as possible and reduce other casualties. Receiving the military advisor's orders, Vice General Qin no longer hesitated and led his troops to attack again. After continuous battles, Li Yuliang's eyes had…
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Chapter 10: What Are You Hiding From? Chapter 10: What Are You Hiding From? The two finished their conversation and emerged from the study. From afar, they saw Lin Shuangxu still kneeling on the ice. Princess Meng Ning glanced at He Yuncheng's face, leaned in close to him, and teased, "The young master truly dotes on you. My original plan was to send someone to the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion to drag you back and punish you by making you kneel on the ice, so you would know better than to disrespect my…
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Chapter 1: Was it I who actively provoked you? He Yuncheng, that stubborn little mule, had already been kneeling in the snow for two hours. The old steward of the General's Manor felt genuinely sorry for him and returned to the main hall to plead for mercy, "Young Master, whatever you need to say, please call the General back to say it. The snow is so heavy, what if he freezes and gets sick?" Lin Shuangxu slowly sipped his hot tea, his anger not showing on his face, a layer of frost pressing down in his…
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Chapter 9: The Rose Mark The thunder and rain outside the window raged for half the night, finally subsiding just before dawn. Shu Yijin lay on the guest room bed, completely sleepless. In the darkness, his crimson eyes were wide open, staring unfocused at the ceiling. The fragments of Wen Jingheng’s memory were like a giant stone dropped into the ancient, icy lake of his consciousness, and the ripples were far from settled. The specific, minute pains, loneliness, and struggles belonging to a human…
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Chapter 8: Echoes of the Past The sensation of intertwined fingers, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, left ripples that lingered long after. For Shu Yijin, it was a successful probe, confirming the immense effectiveness of intimate contact in loosening the Seal. But Wen Jingheng’s near-instinctive, dependent response felt like a fine thread wrapping around his previously clear and cold plan, bringing an unfamiliar sense of stagnation. He needed to understand this “key” better—the nature of…
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Chapter 7: The Warmth of Fingertips After the whispered words under the moonlight, Shu Yijin could clearly feel a higher degree of compatibility with this body, as if some invisible barrier had dissolved slightly with the “candidness” of that night. Simultaneously, his perception of the Seal within Wen Jingheng became much sharper. It was no longer just a vague resonance, but a more concrete, layered depiction of energy flow, faintly visible in the “sight” of his consciousness. Like a patient…
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Chapter 6: Whispers Under the Moon Shu Qing’s farce was like a small stone thrown into stagnant water; after stirring up a few ripples, it quickly subsided. The Wen Family remained tight-lipped about the incident. The old butler even increased the number of staff, ostensibly to enhance “care,” but Shu Yijin could sense that the vague feeling of surveillance had become much clearer. He didn't mind this; in fact, he found some enjoyment in it—the cat-and-mouse game was only fun when the sides were…
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Chapter 5: Family Trouble A few days passed peacefully—at least on the surface. Shu Yijin had gradually become accustomed to the rhythm of the Wen Family, or rather, he had become accustomed to perfectly playing his role under the Wen Family’s invisible scrutiny. His daily life was extremely routine: he spent most of his time in Wen Jingheng’s bedroom, performing his “meticulous” care, and occasionally, within permitted boundaries, he would take short walks in specific areas of the estate,…
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Chapter 4: The Silent Listener Consciousness drifted in boundless darkness. Time lost meaning, and space dissolved into nothingness. Wen Jingheng's existence felt like a speck of dust forgotten in eternal silence. The initial anger and struggle had long been worn away by this endless stillness, leaving only a faint, almost instinctive persistence, like a flickering firefly at the bottom of the abyss, ready to be swallowed by the darkness at any moment. Then, the voice appeared. At first, it was a blur,…
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