I Kept a Prince Alive with a Run-Down Shop

Morning in Linbei City was unusually free of snow. The wind was still cold, but it no longer carried fine […]

“It’s too strange.” Early in the morning, after Chi Banyue came out of the council hall, she went straight to

After nightfall, the council hall finally fell quiet. Pei Yi went to patrol the city walls, carrying a lantern, its

When Xiao Yuan returned to Linbei City, the sky was already beginning to lighten. The wind and snow, however, still

“Are you saying that the First Military City of the Northern Frontier has now been renamed Linbei City?” Inside Returning

Pei Yi sat inside the simple military tent, his left arm held down by a soldier. He actually did not

When the army left Hanchuan, the sky was still dark. Qin Feng stood at the city gates, watching the dark-colored

Midnight. The Return-to-Dust Studio had long since turned off its lights. The old wooden curtains on the first floor were

On the eighth day, the door still had not opened. Su Mu Chen sat behind the counter, with the letter

At Guichen Medical Hall, Su Muchen was staring blankly at the computer. Several documents were open on the screen: the

After Xiao Yuan left, Guichen Studio became unusually quiet. It was not the kind of quiet where there were no

A layer of extremely faint gray-white had begun to spread across the horizon of Qingshi Village. At some point, the

Dacheng, Qingshi Village. By the time Xiao Yuan returned to camp, it was already well past midnight. The wind and

Inside Returning Dust Hall. Su Muchen gathered the documents scattered across the table, putting them into the file folder one

When Xiao Yuan returned to Dasheng, the wind and snow had still not stopped. The door closed behind him, the

Xiao Yuan finally sat down. Not because his injuries were particularly serious, but because Su Muchen’s expression was simply too

Black Pine Ridge did not immediately descend into chaos. At least, not on the surface. After the first whistle came

The Hall of Returning Dust remained quiet for a long time. The sound of rain continued to fall outside, fine

The whistle of a horse was very short. It sounded only once before being swallowed by the wind in the

Black Pine Ridge lay northwest of the northern outpost. The mountain was not particularly high, but it was extremely deep.