Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
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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