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Become My Sons First Love

The Sons' Uprising

In the vast empire of Daqian, Prince Jing cultivated a carefully crafted reputation as the court's most useless royal—a wastrel who cared only for wine, women, gambling, and excess. Behind his mask of indolence lay a dangerous secret: he wasn't born in this world. Thrust backward through time from modern China, Prince Jing quickly realized his precarious position. The Emperor, his supposed father, watched him with suspicious eyes. The Crown Prince saw him as a potential rival. The cunning Prime Minister plotted his downfall. Even the legendary Imperial Swordsman had marked him for death. When the daughter of the realm's most respected scholar publicly broke their engagement, declaring him unworthy, it should have been his final humiliation. Instead, it became his turning point. Working from the shadows, Prince Jing built three pillars of power: the Shadow Guards, an elite force of loyal operatives trained in modern combat techniques; the Celestial Trading Company, a merchant empire that soon rivaled the royal treasury; and the Zhuerle Foundation, which won him the people's hearts by providing medicine and food to the suffering masses. As his influence grew, so did the danger. Palace spies circled closer. Assassination attempts multiplied. His enemies united against the threat he posed to the established order. When the final betrayal came, Prince Jing shed his facade completely. Armed with knowledge from the future and the loyalty of those he'd helped, he marched into the Hall of Supreme Harmony to confront the man who sat upon the Dragon Throne. "Father," he said, raising a weapon the likes of which this world had never seen, "your time has ended. I'll take your throne—and build a better empire than you ever could."
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The ghost of my son

In a peaceful village, nestled in a valley surrounded by forests, lived a little girl named Claire. She had recently moved into an old house with her mother, after her parents had separated. The house, an ancient dwelling full of history, had a melancholic air, but Claire loved it for its tranquility. Deep down, she hoped that this new life would one day ease the pain of the separation. One winter evening, while playing alone in the living room, Claire noticed a pale, translucent figure standing near the window. It was a little boy, perhaps around her age, dressed in clothes from another era, gazing at her with sad eyes. He seemed lost and solemn. As Claire approached him, she felt an odd sense of calm. The figure slowly faded as she reached out to touch him. The next day, Claire searched for clues about this apparition. Through the old papers in the house, she discovered the story of a boy named Jules, who had lived there long before her. He had died in a tragic accident, taken too soon at the age of eight. His parents, overwhelmed by immense grief, had divorced after the loss of their child, unable to bear their shared sorrow. Jules's appearances became more frequent, and Claire began talking to him. She learned that, even in the afterlife, Jules could not find peace. He was troubled by the separation of his parents and could not bring himself to leave this world without trying to reconcile them. Claire understood that the little boy was seeking help, hoping that someone—an ordinary child like herself—could bring his parents back together and heal their broken hearts. Each night, Claire and Jules talked for long hours. She explained her own situation, the pain she felt from not seeing her father as often, the sadness of seeing her mother so lonely. Jules listened attentively while sharing his story and confiding his wish to reunite his parents. He told her, "If only they could love each other again, everything would be fine, Claire. I don’t want to see them separated in the afterlife." Gradually, Claire took the idea seriously. She began talking to her mother about Jules and his appearances, and soon, she had the courage to write a letter to her father, asking him to come back, even just for a moment, so that the family could be together, if only for an instant. One weekend, the miracle happened. Her father, touched by Claire’s letter, agreed to come and spend time with them. Claire felt as though Jules’s presence guided her every step. As the day went on, a strange but powerful sense of harmony filled the house. The tensions eased, and even though Claire’s parents knew they were not meant to be together, a new peace settled between them. That evening, after dinner, Claire found herself alone for a moment in the living room, watching the remnants of Jules’s shadow. He stood there, smiling faintly, his eyes filled with gratitude and happiness. He had not disappeared, but he seemed calmer, as if he had found peace. He gently faded away, before dissolving into the light of the fireplace.
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