heading to the antique exhibition

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself. Cover art by Zackbill ( @bila_art24 on X )

Après la mort de son grand-père, Bai Hanyun a été déshéritée par ses parents et chassée de la famille Bai. Sans nulle part où aller, elle a quitté la ville et est retournée à la campagne. Là, par un coup du sort, elle a découvert un miroir antique caché dans le sous-sol de sa maison nouvellement acquise. À partir de ce moment, des événements étranges ont commencé à se produire - jusqu'au jour où elle est tombée sur la prière d'un jeune général. Feng Xiyan, assiégé par la Tribu Yuezhi et trahi par la cour impériale, avait été poussé dans un coin désespéré. Sans accès à l'eau, à la nourriture ou aux médicaments, lui et les citoyens de la Ville de Xiqiang ne pouvaient rien faire d'autre qu'attendre la mort. Mais juste au moment où tout espoir semblait perdu, le Ciel est intervenu. À partir de ce moment, l'Armée Feng et le peuple de la Ville de Xiqiang ont eu assez de nourriture et d'eau, vivant des vies plus prospères que l'Empereur lui-même.

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

When the love of his life abruptly dies, Ren feels like his life’s over along with hers. That is until a woman appears at his door designating him an Antique, a set of strange and powerful objects in need of containment. Against his will, he’s forced into a world of coworkers playing heroes, criminals, and abnormal missions with powers he has no idea how to use. Will Ren survive his new life, and pick up the pieces he was found in?

What if you encounter an exhibitionist? How would you react if a stranger pleasuring himself in front of you in a public place? [Tagalog story] Copyright © 2019 by MaristMolleda All Rights Reserved Copying, usage, transmission, or reproduction of this work in whole or in part in any form by any means is strictly forbidden without any permission or consent from the writer. The story is a product of imagination and concept of the writer. If some scenes are familiar to the incidents happened to real life are just coincidental and merely invention.

His father was seriously ill, and the huge medical expenses put a lot of pressure on Yang Bo, the apprentice of the antique shop. Because Kindness occasionally received glazed stones, he had a pair of golden eyes for treasure appraisal. Let's see how he can identify treasures and pick up leaks, subverting fate...

My mate, Alpha Richard, locked our she-pup inside a sealed antique cabinet. Our asthmatic pup. All because his adopted sister's pup was throwing a tantrum and needed a "doll" to amuse him. "It's just a Ball-Jointed Doll in there," he sneered. "Can't you even tell your own pup from a doll?" Then he walked next door to praise the boy. “You’re so much braver than my pup,” he cooed. “You’re my favorite.” Later, at a fashion show, he let his sister steal the designs I made for our pup. He called me a plagiarist to protect her. I was about to shatter when a man burst through the doors. In his hands was a funeral portrait of my pup.

My mate, Alpha Richard, locked our she-pup inside a sealed antique cabinet. Our asthmatic pup. All because his adopted sister's pup was throwing a tantrum and needed a "doll" to amuse him. "It's just a Ball-Jointed Doll in there," he sneered. "Can't you even tell your own pup from a doll?" Then he walked next door to praise the boy. “You’re so much braver than my pup,” he cooed. “You’re my favorite.” Later, at a fashion show, he let his sister steal the designs I made for our pup. He called me a plagiarist to protect her. I was about to shatter when a man burst through the doors. In his hands was a funeral portrait of my pup.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"