The Princess' Shadow Guard Cannot Be Too Clever

I’ll press lightly, it won’t hurt. The next evening, Ming Qin squatted patiently on a treetop, waiting. Only after seeing the maidservant who cleaned and delivered meals leave the room did she tap her feet … Continue Reading

Ah Qin, It hurts so much! (phantom pain + the princess’s growing obsession) Since she had received her Master’s personal permission, Ming Qin, who was still on medical leave, went to find Murong Yan almost … Continue Reading

I don’t pity you (Reconciliation) Ming Qin strode rapidly through the snow, the collar of the black night-travel attire she had hastily thrown on disheveled. The casually tied waistband fluttered in the wind with her … Continue Reading

A belated rebellious phase After returning from Cangyue Tower, Ming Qin shut herself in her room for a full five days. Whenever someone sought Ming Qin, they were met only with her listless voice and … Continue Reading

Take your sympathy and pity and scram (Misunderstanding) “Master?” Ming Qin looked at the person before her, somewhat surprised by his rare stern tone towards her. “Is there a new mission?” “Qinqin, where did you … Continue Reading

Foolishly swindled by a scammer The twelfth lunar month was approaching, a time when dripping water turned to ice. Although she had been granted a month of sick leave, Ming Qin had been lying in … Continue Reading

Can’t die before giving the Commandery Princess her gift Her hair, soaked with sweat and mixed with dust, clung wetly to Ming Qin’s face. Her clothes were long covered in slash marks, her outer robe … Continue Reading

Hating herself for wanting to live. Riding south, a dark-colored scarf was casually wrapped around her head. The biting wind howled, and a section of the scarf tucked into her collar fluttered behind her with … Continue Reading

I thought we were friends Since Chongyang, Ming Qin, in addition to pastries, successively brought Murong Yan meatballs from Wang Ji’s, buns from Tingyu Pavilion, and sesame seed cakes from Grandpa Wang of South Street. … Continue Reading

Too strange for a shadow guard On the ninth day, the streets of the capital city were a bit livelier than usual. Just past the Hour of the Horse, tiny figures, like ants, thronged the … Continue Reading