Chapter 170
Ding Tao was terrified. In that instant of eye contact, he felt certain he would die just like Jida had. […]
Ding Tao was terrified. In that instant of eye contact, he felt certain he would die just like Jida had. […]
Shen Zechuan’s two fingers on his right hand trembled violently, the fiery pain instantly snapping him awake. Exhausted, he lifted
The baggage was escorted by the Northern Riders, with the bandits tasked to push it back to Cizhou. Shen Zechuan
The night sky was dim, starless. Liu Er exhaled ragged breaths, white in the cold air, unable to tell if
At dawn, Shen Zechuan stared at the scattered footprints and asked Fei Sheng, “Are these grain carts?” The wheel tracks
Xiao Chiye gifted Shen Zechuan the white horse left behind by Lu Yizhi, and took advantage of a free morning
The two of them were so close that a breath could have bridged the gap. Xiao Chiye’s gaze traced Shen
Shen Zechuan’s gaze swept over Xiao Chiye in a way that was subtle, teasing, and fleeting—so quick that Xiao Chiye
The deep blue sky stretched across behind Shen Zechuan. He lifted his arm to push back his cloak, revealing a
Xiao Chiye felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him, waking him completely and raising
Gao Zhongxiong was startled back by Han Jin several steps and collided with the railing behind him. Han Jin, used
The medicine administered to Yao Wenyu had gone wrong, and the Pan family’s physician could not explain why—this was closely
Clerks and officials could not be equated. They occupied the very bottom rung of the hierarchy, held no rank, and
The next day, Lu Yizhi departed Cizhou. Shen Zechuan instructed Fei Sheng to escort her with the Jin Yi Wei,
The Li Bei crown princess, Lu Yizhi, and Xiao Jiming had been childhood friends, and their marriage had been harmonious,
Xiao Chiye not only got scolded but also got beaten. Yet he had already anticipated this in his mind and
Xiao Chiye had been scolded, and tomorrow he would be publicly punished again in the military tent. His rank had
The Imperial Guards bore a resemblance to Xiao Chinye, yet they were far more cunning. They were a force that
Raindrops rolled along the curve of his saber, dripping steadily from the edge. Hansen’s horse steamed in the rain. He
Tudalong Banner lay along the eastern range of the Hongyan Mountains, northwest of the Sha One Camp. Traveling east from