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for the beloved chinese steampunk novel 杀破狼 (sha po lang)
This was a bold-faced reminder directed at Gu Yun—I'm not honoring my filial obligations to you, I'm doting on you. Don't lie to yourself.
November 12, 2025 at 8:13 PM
Yao Zhen let out a ringing laugh. “Perhaps I’ve been a coward in the past, but what have I to fear with the marshal at my side?”

Despite his confident declaration, Governor Yao found himself regretting his words soon enough as he struggled to keep down his gorge on the swaying deck of the ship.
November 12, 2025 at 12:51 PM
Gu Yun reached a hand out to him and said softly, “Yifu was wrong, okay?”

He had no idea how his words pierced this youth’s frozen and splintered soul. His intentions weren’t particularly sincere.
November 12, 2025 at 5:22 AM
This placidity was contradictory, yet neatly suppressed that trace of edge he'd had since birth. When he smiled, he even looked a bit sweet.

Gazing through his glass monocle, Gu Yun was briefly dazzled by the sight.
November 11, 2025 at 8:20 PM
It was only when people were roaring drunk that such natural differences became apparent—some would cry and wail, while others would at most tap their chopsticks and break into song.
November 11, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Since his injury, it seemed Prince Yan had no intention of preserving any dignity around Gu Yun.

Whenever they were alone, he’d pipe up with an It hurts, kiss me any chance he got.
November 11, 2025 at 2:04 AM
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November 10, 2025 at 3:25 PM
With his hems flying behind him, Chang Geng looked every inch the elegant young master.

Gu Yun clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

This is it for me. Next time I return to the capital, I’ll be lucky if I have half as many young ladies throwing handkerchiefs.
November 10, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Standing in the light reflecting off the snow outside the window, he was about to smooth Chang Geng’s blanket into place when he realized the child’s sleep was not particularly peaceful.

The boy was in the throes of a nightmare.
November 10, 2025 at 10:28 AM
“We can’t continue fighting like this,” Gu Yun said out of nowhere.

Shen Yi heaved a sigh. He suspected that for all his rambling just now, Gu Yun hadn’t “heard” a thing.

Practice lip-reading, my ass, he thought. More like I’m the one giving my lips a workout.
November 10, 2025 at 3:38 AM
Gathering even more courage than he’d needed to defy the emperor, he forced the words out. “Is there something you’re not telling me? Some unspeakable secret?”

Chang Geng gulped down several anxious breaths, then asked in a low voice, “A secret of what kind?”

“…Of the romantic kind.”
November 9, 2025 at 7:35 PM
Torn between anger and genuine concern, Gu Yun leaned down with a gloomy look and gave Chang Geng a kiss fueled by burning fury in the shadow of the curtain.
November 9, 2025 at 11:40 AM
“Marshal Gu is a pillar of the state. Pull one thread, and the whole will unravel. How would this monk dare harbor any ill intent?”

Chang Geng’s hand did not move from his sword. “But you did in fact lead my yifu here on purpose.”
November 9, 2025 at 4:52 AM
Gu Yun cocked his head and listened. Even a woman giving birth might not scream with such agony.
November 8, 2025 at 8:00 PM
Gu Yun raised one eyebrow and smiled down at him from above. He whistled for his horse, and the well-trained animal trotted directly over to him.

Chang Geng’s heart pounded in his chest. That smile from Gu Yun had nearly sucked his soul from his body.
November 8, 2025 at 12:36 PM
Xu Ling watched blankly as the marshal carried that spray of flowers into Prince Yan’s room, rubbing his perfume-filled nose in shock.

Marshal Gu really is so attentive to His Highness.
November 8, 2025 at 4:17 AM
Chang Geng pressed a light kiss to his mouth, then gently tugged at Gu Yun’s lip, working it between his own as his dark lashes fluttered at variance with the artificial stiffness of his face.
November 7, 2025 at 9:24 PM
Whether it was desire for wealth, for power, or for something else—all were fetters around one's body.

The deeper one sank, the tighter these bonds would dig into one's flesh.
November 7, 2025 at 1:46 PM
Resolving to steal a moment of private joy in the fleeting course of life, he pulled out a fresh piece of letter paper and shamelessly tended to personal affairs during work hours.
November 7, 2025 at 2:55 AM
“Yifu,” Chang Geng whispered, “if I’m not servicing you well, I can put more effort into my studies.”

“…Son, you needn’t go to such lengths.”
November 6, 2025 at 8:25 PM
“You can offend upstanding gentlemen, but you oughtn’t offend petty people,” Shen Yi whispered to Gu Yun. “Enough is enough. You’d better watch out if that bastard tries to get back at you when you return to the capital.”

Gu Yun only smiled.
November 6, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Gu Yun knew he couldn’t hide it this time, so, flagrant shamelessness it was. He beckoned Chang Geng over.

Chang Geng leaned in, face serious. “It’s that time of the month,” Gu Yun said in a hushed voice. “My stomach is sore and bloated.”
November 6, 2025 at 3:44 AM
It was as if only personally attending to Gu Yun in this way would allow Chang Geng some peace of mind.

These were all minor affairs, so Gu Yun was happy to humor him.
November 5, 2025 at 8:25 PM
Gu Yun didn’t blink. “Alter course due southwest and full speed ahead. Fire at will; these tiny ships can’t stop us!”
November 5, 2025 at 2:57 PM
The Marquis Estate would be willing to keep him at least until he officially settled down and married. And if he never married, perhaps he could be a bit shameless and freeload indefinitely.

Now that was too beautiful a fantasy—
November 5, 2025 at 7:38 AM