𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆
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  • Parts 31
  • Time 4h 48m
Complete, First published Nov 27, 2021
Wei An Ge was a Crown Princess of the darkest kingdom, Hei An Guang. Her life has been dedicated to the kingdom including merciless training since a child. However, she found out she was poisoned by the King and used up the cure. Due to this, a son of a general, Gan Xin escaped home to save the unknown princess. At the age of sixteen, due to some difficulties of power struggles, Wei An Ge chose to marry Gan Xin so that she can rule the kingdom while the King was being jailed. Since then, both of them went through thick and thin, solving mysteries while Gan Xin fulfilled his mission.

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General Wei Yu Yan's life was a tapestry woven with threads of sacrifice and sorrow. She had dedicated herself to her country, her bravery and skill unmatched on the battlefield. She had faced down countless enemies, her sword a beacon of hope in the darkest of times. Yet, despite her unwavering commitment, she felt a gnawing emptiness within. Her heart ached for a life beyond the battlefield, a life where happiness wasn't a fleeting dream but a tangible reality. She yearned for a life filled with laughter and joy, a life free from the constant burden of pain and worry. But her scarred face, a constant reminder of her past struggles, seemed to be a barrier to the happiness she so desperately craved. The world, it seemed, valued beauty above all else, and her scarred face was a mark of imperfection, a symbol of her unworthiness. She had fought for her country, for her people, but could she ever fight for herself? Could she ever find a place where her scars were not a source of shame but a testament to her strength and resilience? Could she ever find a love that transcended the superficiality of the world, a love that embraced her flaws and celebrated her spirit? The question lingered, a heavy weight on her heart. Would she ever find a life free from pain, a life where she could smile and laugh without the shadow of sorrow clouding her eyes? The answer, for now, remained elusive, a mystery waiting to be unraveled.