Little Panda
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Journey Home (Part 5) Lingbi searched all night but couldn't find her wild chicken. When she was sleeping, she held Zhen Wenjun's hand with a terrified expression and said, "I don't know if there are ghosts in the mountains. I just went for a quick pee, and when I came back, the chicken was gone. If it wasn't a ghost that stole it, could it be that the chicken became a spirit and ran away on its own? That can't be right either. If the chicken became a spirit and ran…-
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu If you betray me After finishing the account of Wei Ziyun being framed, Ah Liao was extremely angry: "We should let my father and others jointly petition to pressure Li Ju, rescue Ziyun first, and then send people to Suichuan. We absolutely cannot give up on the county of Suichuan; whoever secures Suichuan can connect it with Dongchun as a line, which is an extremely important military achievement. We must not retreat on this matter." Wei Tingxu shook her head: "Li Ju…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Journey Home (Part 4) Zhen Wenjun carefully placed Wei Tingxu on the soft couch. When she turned around, she saw Xiaohua had followed her in. Zhen Wenjun knew she would not leave her alone with Wei Tingxu, so she simply ignored her. She drew all the curtains of the carriage and lowered the bamboo mat. The carriage, filled with the scent of burning wood, was somewhat dim. Zhen Wenjun had Wei Tingxu lie face down on the soft couch. While massaging her waist, she…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu Red Lips Sucking Blood She had already prepared herself to spar with this strategist of Xie Fuchen, but unexpectedly, the other party agreed readily, leaving her momentarily stunned. Yan Ye continued to write: Only by letting you see that our relationship with that Xie Taihang is different, and by properly hosting your mother, will you put your heart into your work. Master Xie had thought of this long ago. Five days ago, your mother was already taken to temporarily…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Journey Home (Part 3) As the caravan turned onto another road, the tensed state of the surrounding guards finally eased. Lingbi half-opened the carriage curtain, tilted her head, and called to Zhen Wenjun: "Wenjun, you just learned to ride a horse, don't ride for too long. Don't complain about sore waist and legs tomorrow!" Zhen Wenjun gritted her teeth and suppressed the resentment in her heart, turned around calmly, and said to Lingbi: "Let me ride a little…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Journey Home (Part 1) Upon entering the inner room, Xiaohua served them tea and snacks. The translucent jujube cakes and steaming bean powder cakes made Zhen Wenjun's stomach growl, as she had not eaten anything since early morning. Wei Tingxu picked up a piece of jujube cake and brought it to Zhen Wenjun's mouth. The dark brown jujube cake made Wei Tingxu's fingers appear exceptionally white. Zhen Wenjun opened her mouth to take a bite of the jujube cake and mumbled…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Journey Home (Part 2) Staring into each other's eyes for an unmeasurable amount of time, Wei Tingxu's gaze grew increasingly menacing—she demanded an answer from Zhen Wenjun. The air inside the station grew ever more chaotic with her intense stare, and it seemed as though the shadow guards were drawing their weapons, ready to act. "Ah." Zhen Wenjun's face twitched slightly before she spread a sincere smile, even showing a calm concern, "Sister, do you also want to…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu Meridians Unblocked Under the icy cold moonlight, Zhen Wenjun sat alone on the long steps in the courtyard, her eyes staring blankly ahead. She did not know whether it was because of the medicine or because she had already gotten used to this pain, but the hands resting on her knees no longer hurt as much. However, it would still take a considerable amount of time to skillfully handle the Golden Cicada Knife. She looked at the short scar on her finger, a mark left by…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu The Situation Is Tense Back in the house, Xiaohua went to the kitchen. Lingbi was attending to things inside the room, not even glancing at Zhen Wenjun. Zhen Wenjun knew she was still angry, so she didn't dare to say much. She only answered each question that Wei Tingxu asked her. Wei Tingxu was very interested in how she earned twenty thousand taels of silver, so Zhen Wenjun started by talking about the great fire in Jun County. Three days ago, she had only over four…
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The Eighth Year of Shenchu A Mouthful of Old Blood Without time to think, almost instinctively, Zhen Wenjun's eyes flashed as she grabbed the wine jar beside her and fiercely smashed it towards the assassin's face, forcefully pushed Wei Tingxu away from danger, and shouted: "There's an assassin! Protect sister!" That woman didn't expect Zhen Wenjun to turn against her and even attack her, the dagger in her hand flickered and aimed straight at Wei Tingxu's neck. Zhen Wenjun wanted to flip the…
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