I Kept a Prince Alive with a Run-Down Shop

The snow in Linzhou finally stopped. After days of gloomy skies, a faint trace of pale daylight finally appeared. Snow […]

On the third day after Xia Lanshi regained consciousness, he was finally allowed to get out of bed and walk

After Xiao left, Xiao Yuan also had something to attend to and temporarily departed, leaving Chi Banyue to accompany Xia

When Xia Lanshi woke, it was already the morning of the third day. Outside the tent, patrolling soldiers passed by,

After Xiao Yuan left, the lights in Guichen Studio remained lit. Su Muchen sat behind the counter, staring at the

After Xiao Yuan left, Gui Chen Zhai fell quiet again. Su Mu Chen lowered his head and organized the papers

The next morning, a light rain fell over Changning Alley. The drizzle landed on the bluestone pavement like a thin

The news from Linzhou arrived on the afternoon of the third day. Xiao Yuan and his party had yet to

The Return of Dust Studio was so quiet that only the faint electrical hum of the lights remained. Su Muchen

After Xiao Yuan left, Guichen Studio became quiet again. Su Muchen stood in front of that door, looking at the

After he finished writing, he suddenly felt that it was somewhat absurd. Who could have imagined that a young doctor

After Xiao Yuan left, Gui Chen Zhai remained quiet. That wooden box was still sitting on the counter. The Eastern

After Xiao’s words fell, Gui Chen Zhai remained quiet for a long time. The lamplight swayed. The sachets, tea jars,

When the morning bell of the Great Sheng Imperial Palace rang, the sky had yet to fully brighten. The vermilion

Xia Lan Shi stared at Xiao Yuan for a long time, for so long that Xiao Yuan finally raised his

Unpacking sounded simple, but in practice, it was anything but easy. Especially when those things were not being sent to

Xiao Yuan did not leave immediately. Or rather, from Su Muchen’s point of view, he could not leave immediately either.

Inside Guichen House, it was so quiet that only the damp breeze after the rain could be heard. The wooden

After Xiao finished speaking, Guichen Studio fell briefly silent. The sound of rain continued outside. Fine and cold, like a

The feeling of a sword tip pressed against his throat was colder than Su Muchen had imagined. It was not