I Kept a Prince Alive with a Run-Down Shop

During the days Xia Lanshi was recuperating, however, the main room of the East Courtyard was anything but peaceful. There […]

At daybreak, the morning wind in the northern borderlands still carried a bone-chilling cold. With Wei Mingchen’s assistance, Su Muchen

At midnight, the East Courtyard study of the Northern Frontier Administrative Office. The swaying lamplight cast uneven shadows across the

“Later, I want to go see Xiao,” Su Muchen said. “Okay. I’ll go with you.” As Xiao Yuan spoke, his

At nine in the morning, Changning Alley, freshly washed by the heavy rain, still carried a faint damp chill. At

The morning light of the northern border fell upon the bluestone path in the eastern courtyard of the administrative residence,

The next morning. Su Muchen hurried back to Guichen Studio with the supply list that he and Xia Lanshi had

Xiao Yuan and Xia Lan-shi looked at him at the same time. The air in the room seemed to solidify,

Next, Xiao Yuan reached out and picked up the neatly bound stack of the “Sheng Clan Fragment Translation” that Xiao

The night lamp quietly burned on the desk. Time passed second by second. The soft rustling of turning pages was

After donating blood, Su Ningning drove Su Muchen back to Guichen Studio from the hospital. By then, the ancient books

After the meeting dispersed, the door of the eastern side room of the main courtyard opened once again. Xiao Yuan

Here is the American English translation, keeping the names and terminology consistent and staying close to the original wording. Su

The guest room in the southern courtyard was somewhat colder than the warm hall. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the

Su Muchen was awakened by a wave of soreness. First came his feet. The numb ache climbed from the soles

The door to the rear room closed. …No. The door had never opened. The Crimson Moon was still there. The

The light beyond the window paper was slowly changing from deep blue to gray-white. Su Muchen stood by the table

Xuan Shuang’s four hooves crushed through the accumulated snow as the wind howled past without pause. Su Muchen lowered his

The door to the rear room had already closed. A trace of residual warmth remained on the copper ring, gradually

A blood-red moon hung high in the night sky. Its eerie crimson light pierced through the gaps between the clouds,