Little Panda
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Li Guanting held Tuoba Jiao close. The frail girl sobbed in heaving gasps, her tears quickly soaking through the black T-shirt. At this moment, any other romantic notions vanished from Li Guanting's mind—she only felt an aching tightness in her chest as she comforted Tuoba Jiao in a hoarse voice: "Stop crying. Jiaojiao, stop crying..." Tuoba Jiao lifted her head from the embrace. Her pretty little face was streaked with tears, her large eyes brimming with moisture, the tip of her nose and cheeks…-
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It had been hard enough to get Qiao Chunyi to stop crying. Tuoba Yan knew she could not keep hiding the truth any longer. She sighed. "Mom, you keep everything bottled up inside and won't say a word, but did you really think your daughter couldn't see it?" Qiao Chunyi's hand, still wiping tears, paused. She looked at Tuoba Yan. Tuoba Yan said, "Our savings are nearly gone, aren't they? Mom, you work yourself to the bone at that supermarket, earning just a few dozen yuan a day. And lately—my…
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Questioning the Heart Care for Me a Few More Days — What of It? By the time Qi Zhi woke, the night's tangled dreams had scattered without a trace, carried off on a single yawn. With buying medicine for her shijie on her mind, she lingered only a moment in the warm cocoon of her quilt before drawing one long, deep breath and whimpering her way up out of bed. A quick wash and a quick tidy later, Qi Zhi took her little pouch, and the moment she stepped out the door, she walked straight into a…-
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Questioning the Heart Mu-shijie is Really Good at Lying! Perhaps it was because she knew too much. Whenever Qi Zhi thought about the possibility of being discovered by Eldest Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister, she was overcome by an inexplicable guilty conscience. Technically, the people on the mountain hadn't been killed by her. Some of them had even wanted to kill her. But regardless, she was currently keeping company with the true culprit behind the sect's massacre. Not only was she…
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Questioning the Heart "When Have I Ever Lied to You?" Qi Zhi had assumed that once Mu Qingshi decided to leave, the two visitors would depart after pouring out their regrets, laments, and reluctance. But people long unseen always had too much to say, and in the dim guest room, candles were lit. The three of them chatted and eventually drifted to six hundred years ago. Back then, Tiandao Sect was not yet the foremost immortal sect, and the Daoist Venerable was not yet the Daoist…
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Questioning the Heart Seeing Through a Haze The day they left Qingxi Commandery, the snow by the roadside had half-melted. The morning wind was wet and cold, sweeping down a few fragments of snow from the eaves, carrying with it a bone-chilling chill. Before the sky had fully brightened, Ah Yun had already led a horse carriage and was waiting outside the inn. Qi Zhi had left the charcoal brazier and was so cold she barely wanted to move. She was wrapped in a clean white cloak, half her small…
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Xunyang Ghost Market (Part 2) Yunzhongjun Folding fan swaying, Zhan Lun turned and bowed to the two maidservants behind him. "Jiejie, my thanks to you both. You may go now." The two maidservants, reluctance brimming in their eyes, each dug out a bulging storage bag and tried to press it into Zhan Lun's arms. He waved his hands in a fluster. "No, no—the Pavilion Master and the Elders already gave me plenty on the way out." The three of them made a long and teary farewell. Standing to one…-
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Xunyang Ghost Market (Part 3) Will you kill me? "How is it you!" Tang Wenchun cried out in alarm. She clapped a hand over her mouth and glanced around frantically. Only after spotting the soundproof barrier that Yunzhongjun had laid down at some point did she sheepishly lower her hand, meeting Yunzhongjun's half-smiling, disdainful gaze. "Since I came to see you unannounced, why wouldn't I make thorough preparations?" Yunzhongjun said. She sat at the table, snapped her fingers, and tea appeared.…
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Xunyang Ghost Market (Part 4) We're Screwed Zhan Lun's voice reached her ears, and Tang Wenchun snapped back to attention, instinctively trying to recoil. Yu Zhaoming caught her by the waist and pulled her toward herself. Caught off guard, Tang Wenchun fell entirely into Yu Zhaoming's embrace. Her nose was immediately surrounded by Yu Zhaoming's faint, crisp scent—carrying the characteristic chill of an Ice Spirit Root, like standing in a winter forest, a blend of wood and ice and snow. It…
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Xunyang Ghost Market (Part 5) Unexpected Turn Unlike most people in the ghost market, who covered themselves up and wished even their own mothers couldn't recognize them, the woman dragging Tang Wenchun along wore jingling ornaments that rang with every stride. She turned her head — a vivid crimson huadian glowed radiantly on her brow under the lamplight, strikingly beautiful. Even the pipa strapped to her back was rimmed with gold. A pipa? She was a Sound Sect disciple! Weren't they supposed…
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