I Became the Heroine’s Older Brother in a Tragic Novel

As the twelfth lunar month arrived, the palace gradually began to take on the atmosphere of the New Year. Every […]

With just over a month left until the end of the year, the small vassal states surrounding Dayong began arriving

When Xue Yan returned to the western side hall, it was already deep into the night. He sat alone beneath

By the time the Winter Solstice arrived, it had grown dark early. For a minor festival like this, the consorts

When Jun Huailang walked out of Consort Shu’s chambers, he happened to see Jinbao carrying a large box of things

It was the first time Jun Huailang had ever seen Xue Yan like this. He slightly raised his brows and

By that afternoon, it was time for the princes to practice martial arts. Behind Wenhua Hall was a training ground

Two days later, the princes would have to resume their studies at Wenhua Hall. Xue Yunhuan, who had slept in

Jun Huailang accompanied Xue Yan as he knelt in the Buddhist hall for the entire night. By the latter half

The sound of the water clock rang out again. Kneeling before the Buddha, Xue Yan was bored out of his

Kneel in the Buddhist hall for the entire night, until dawn. A bold idea suddenly arose in Jun Huailang’s heart.

He dreamed that he had been sitting alone at the banquet for a long time, and afterward, he planned to

Jun Linghuan froze. “Huh?” She did not know why Xue Yan had suddenly asked her this. Did she want it?

Jun Huailang hated himself from the bottom of his heart. He hated himself for being softhearted. He hated it until

The Fifth Prince… Xue Yan. Jun Huailang froze, and immediately afterward, waves of coldness spread up his back. That book…

In the past, at palace banquets, according to rank and noble title, Jun Huailang would always sit together with Jun

The Eastern Depot was located at the easternmost side of the imperial city, right along the base of the city

In the days that followed, Jun Huailang’s nightmares did not improve in the slightest. Even Xue Yunhuan, whose nerves were

Jun Huailang froze, inexplicably thinking again of the distant, indifferent look on Xue Yan’s face just moments ago. That day,

That night, Jinbao lit the lamp for Xue Yan and tidied away his clothes, yet he was reluctant to leave.