2 Results in the "The Stand-In Doesn’t Want to Play Anymore" category
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The first snowfall of the year came and lasted all night. Long Yanzhao remembered the first time he met Gu Jingyuan three years ago. A sudden cold wind had risen, and the heavy snow had just stopped. Gu Jingyuan had been standing in front of a blooming wintersweet tree, wrapped in a snow-white cloak over a striking, fiery red robe. His slender waist was tightly cinched by a belt, and his back was straight as an arrow. His poise was no less noble than the wintersweet blossoms blooming in the cold…-
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On the day the first snow began to fall in the north, a tavern ten miles outside the capital welcomed a group of distinguished guests. It was rare to see so many people come by on such a cold day, especially ones clad in armor. The tavern staff bustled about serving dishes, and the sharp-eyed waiter brought a pot of hot tea directly to the main table. A dozen or so soldiers were scattered at various tables. Only two people sat at the main table: a high-ranking general with a fierce and intimidating…
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5.8 K • Ongoing
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