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  1. Public Bookmark 12

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    Despite curing the epidemic, Lin Qingyu's previous status as a male wife prevents him from immediately becoming an imperial physician. Instead, he is only granted admittance to the Imperial Academy of Medicine.

    One hundred days pass and Lu Wancheng doesn’t return.

    Lin Qingyu spends his academy days with a hole in his heart, and countless dreams of the young marquess.

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    08 Oct 2026

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    11 Sep 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 21

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    Gu Fuzhou thought he'd been having a really long dream–gazing at Lin Qingyu as he untied his robes; revealing soft, pale skin bathed in candlelight—it sure felt like one. Up until now, when he handed him the ointment and spoke those words: I'm inviting you, Gu Fuzhou nearly forgot to breathe.

    (a different take to chapter 89.)

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    10 Sep 2026

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    Wei Ying is freshly cream-pied and still trying to remember where his legs are when Lan Zhan outlaws masturbation. 

    or: wei ying fucks around and finds out

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    06 May 2026

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    “It’s okay that you miss him,” said Lan Wangji, a familiar litany to them both by now. “Do you feel sad?”

    “I feel sad,” A-Yuan repeated, shoulders hitching with tiny hiccuping sniffs. “When is he coming back?”

    “I don’t know. I am not sure where he is.”

    But this seemed to frustrate A-Yuan. “Xian-gege! I miss him! Please, baba?” He looked up at him with wet cheeks and a wide, quivering frown. “Please baba can you ask him? I really miss him!” He sobbed again, heartbreakingly.

    It stabbed straight through him, cracking open the reservoir of loss and helplessness that was all his own. His child’s grief did that, sometimes. It always took him by surprise. He caught his breath sharply and gathered A-Yuan into his arms, holding him tight until the pain ebbed.

    “I will try,” he said softly into A-Yuan’s hair, when he could speak again. He never made uncertain promises and tried not even to raise uncertain hopes, but his son was hurting. His son believed he could make it better. He couldn’t not try.

    Wen Qing might at least know who this “Xian-gege” was. He would text her in the morning. It would be a start.

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    20 Mar 2026