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    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 11

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      by — Chapter 11 The residual warmth of the micro vapor pen has not completely faded from the fingertips, and the brief joy of successfully separating the first adhesion was quickly replaced by a more severe reality.As the manageable adhesions on the surface are carefully separated one by one, the more troublesome conditions deep in the ancient books begin to be exposed. Near the middle of the spine, about five or six pages of paper were bonded together into a thick lump. It was dark brown in color, brittle…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 10

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      by — Chapter 10 On the fourth long oak table by the window on the west side of the library, the early morning light is creeping from one end of the table to the other at an extremely slow speed.The dust particles floating in the light spot are clearly visible. On Ye Qiulan's knees, the light gray cardigan was folded squarely, like a quiet declaration.Her fingertips unconsciously traced the delicate texture of wool, but her eyes fell on the page opposite Ling Xueqing's pen.Ling Xueqing had put away the word…
    • When The Snow Falls In Autumn Chapter 1

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      by — Chapter 1 The fourth long oak table by the window on the west side of the library is the tacit stronghold of Ling Xueqing and Ye Qiulan.The afternoon light shines through the gaps in the centuries-old camphor trees, casting swaying, water-like shadows on the pages of ancient books.Old paper, ink, and the vaguely sweet smell of the old locust tree outside the window floated in the air. Ling Xueqing's eyes lifted from a line of difficult comments and landed on the opposite side. Ye Qiulan fell asleep.His…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 9

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      by — Chapter 9: I Wouldn't Go to Ancient Times Even if You Killed Me! Zhou Yinli’s expression turned a bit sour after being scolded, but he didn't say anything. "However," Fang Cheng teased with a grin, "that girl was pretty good-looking. Why didn't you agree? Oh right, you don't have a phone. Hahaha." Zhou Yinli said coldly, "That level of beauty is quite ordinary. Any random palace maid would be better than her. Besides, that woman had a foul temperament." Fang Cheng thought to himself, it seems the…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 8

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      by — Chapter 8: Then Eat a Bit More Zhou Yinli! When Zhou Yinli heard him call his name, he seemed somewhat unfamiliar with it. He looked at Fang Cheng with a hint of surprise, a look that made Fang Cheng feel as though Zhou Yinli finally possessed a bit of human vitality. Fang Cheng held him with one hand while looking down at his phone with the other. His fingers moved as he typed a message in the group chat, saying a relative had come to his house and he wouldn't be joining them this time. Fatty Zhang…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 7

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      by — Chapter 7: Not a Person of This World at All He squinted at Fang Cheng, and based on his understanding of the man, he began to suspect some ulterior motive. Fang Cheng pointed to his own head, signaling that this person wasn't quite right in the brain. Lin Er sneered. What do you mean? Are you saying people only come to act in my plays if they have a mental problem? Fang Cheng immediately broke into a grin. This is a relative of mine. He’s not an actor and has no acting skills. Didn’t you say your…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 60

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      by — Chapter 60 Chapter 60: Extra (virtuous) "Tell me, what would it be like if I traveled to ancient times and met you?" Fang Cheng was lying on the sofa, stuffing Zhou Yinli's cut fruit into his mouth while staring at the huge TV in the living room. His house was finally demolished, and he received a large amount of demolition fees. Although the house was a very important memory to Fang Cheng, he also knew that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later, not to mention that everyone living in the old…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 6

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      by — Chapter 6: The Aura of a Broke and Unkempt Person Fang Cheng had a regular barbershop he frequented. In the past, places like this served as the base of operations for his hairstyles. He hadn't been a good student growing up, and there was a time when he cared deeply about his hair, following trends, dyeing it various colors, and trying many styles. It wasn't until later that he returned to his natural look. Of course, it was also because he was older now and lacked the edgy, impulsive energy of the…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 59

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      by — Chapter 59 Chapter 59: Traveling to ancient times and becoming a queen (End) Zhou Yinli's body stiffened as he followed his movements. But Fang Cheng was quickly caught.He whispered in his ear: "Go back to the palace first." Fang Cheng glanced at the drunken team members and knew that there was no need to stay here any longer. The guards all lived outside the palace. Someone would take them back and Fang Cheng would not care about their affairs.Said to Zhou Yinli: "Go back." Zhou Yinli stood up and…
    • What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 58

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      by — Chapter 58 Chapter 58: Traveling to ancient times and becoming a queen (7) People at the time didn’t know about this game. But for how many years this competition has been held, people have kept mentioning it.There are even painters who have specially drawn pictures of football games. Of course, no one at the scene that day would mention this matter after the game, but during the game, the emotions of everyone at the scene were still extremely high. The identity of the leaders of the two teams, and…
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