Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Ning Qinghuan woke up and found her spirit refreshed. The unforgettable sounds and scenes she experienced last night had also been pushed deep into the depths of her mind.
As her mother had grounded her, Ning Qinghuan obediently stayed in her courtyard. She sat in the courtyard pavilion, copying Lessons for Women while basking in the sun. Meanwhile, Jun Zishu sat nearby and quietly watched Ning Qinghuan complete her punishment.
However, Jun Zishu could tell that her cousin wasn't putting her heart into copying the book at all. Although Ning Qinghuan's writing looked relatively beautiful, she wrote very quickly as if she was copying someone's homework.
"Alright, that's enough for today. Pack everything up for me, Shaoyao."
Ning Qinghuan massaged her aching wrists as she instructed her maid.
In response, Shaoyao swiftly tidied up the papers and writing utensils on the paper and left to store them away. Then, she returned with two plates of pastries and a pot of tea.
Jun Zishu found that life in ancient times was very boring. She would often spend an entire morning or an entire afternoon just sitting down and doing nothing productive. Despite her current body being only 13 years old, she felt as if she was living the life of a 73-year-old.
Those used to such a lifestyle might be fine with it, but those unfamiliar with it would find themselves losing their minds. Fortunately, Jun Zishu managed to adapt herself to this boring lifestyle to a certain extent.
"Do you know how to do embroidery, Little Sister?" Ning Qinghuan suddenly asked.
Jun Zishu nodded in response. She might not know how to do embroidery back on Earth, but the owner of her current body was relatively skilled at the craft.
"Can you embroider something for me, then?"
"Okay."
Jun Zishu found herself something new to do, and that was to embroider stuff for Ning Qinghuan.
Jun Zishu thought about embroidering something on a handkerchief and giving it to Ning Qinghuan. However, she couldn't think of what to embroider for the moment.
"What kind of design do you want, Big Sis
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