7 Results in the "The Stand-In Doesn’t Want to Play Anymore" category
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When Gu Jingyuan awoke again, it was still dark outside. Inside the inner chamber of the bedchamber, only two floor lamps were lit. It was a dim, gentle light that did not sting the eyes. But there was still light. Gu Jingyuan sat up in bed. A cascade of black hair spread loose, falling just to his waist. His expression was still a little dazed, as though for a moment he could not tell where he was. After collecting himself, Gu Jingyuan stepped out from behind the folding screen. Theโฆ-
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Gu Jingyuan ultimately obeyed the imperial decree and ate his breakfast. There had been quite a few people in the bedchamber just now. Aside from Eunuch Hong, who still harbored a trace of sympathy for him, the rest were mostly there to watch the spectacle, coolly observing that โeven Lord Gu can stumbleโ. No one dared to show it openly. But everyone understood one anotherโs thoughts perfectly well. Even so, amid those appraising gazes, Gu Jingyuan was able to eat as though no one elseโฆ-
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Heavy snow had fallen the day before. The Imperial Garden lay wrapped in silvery white, pure and spotless, yet tinged with a touch of cold desolation. It was no match for summer, when flowers bloomed in riotous abundance, competing in brilliance and splendor. Only when Emperor Yuwen turned a corner and stepped onto the long corridor did he catch sight of a flash of red standing amid the vast expanse of white snow. At once, a few strokes of color were added back into the world. But Gu Jingyuan wasโฆ-
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