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  1. On 15/03/2018 at 11:23 AM, BaiZiHua said:

    @fusudrama

     

    Thanks for the update on when the drama airs. I am gonna read this book soon I heard this was a really good book so I can't wait till this airs. After Princess agents I feel in love with Deng Lun.

     

    Heres the trailer with eng subs if anyone is interested. 

     

     

     

    Hey frenz ♡♡♡

    You should read this book. I love it. Perhaps series will follow novel ending:lol:

  2. On 18/03/2018 at 10:46 AM, maisquared said:

    @Bella-Chimura same! Just finished reading the book and searched for it here on this forum.

     

    I actually haven't watched 10 miles peach blossom, but have seen Dijun/Fengjiu relationship in bits and pieces on YT. I will probably try to watch it before PB is released..I'm watching Flame's daughter right now though so can not invest in another 50 episode drama haha Also, I've never watched a Chinese 'webdrama' before. I  read that they are way shorter--10-25 minutes? If there's 20-25 episodes in the works I feel like it will be really short! I felt like that was a lot of patience that had to be cultivated between the two of them in order to make it a really strong emotional investment. Also hope it's not super lo-fi. I want some memories of Dijin and Fengjiu in her fox form!

     

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    One confusion I had though is at the end of the book-- does Dijun get BETTER or is he still dying? Fengjiu seems to be in recovery and it made me SO happy that he gets to see his son. It made me mad that after all that, Fengjiu lost 200 years over a misunderstanding (although a pretty big one). 

     

     I watch 10 miles PB just to see DHDJ n FJ. I thought in book DJ get better becoz they manage to seal the miasma without using his soul.

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  3. 57 minutes ago, rampantwolfhound said:

    This story really got out of hand, but my guys wanted to talk and I had to let them have their say. This takes place not too long after the much more humorous story I posted earlier about the extra expenses/pregnancy announcement; I guess this is the world that my muse wants to inhabit at the moment, so I'll keep writing these as long as there's interest here. I flesh out some of my own version of the icy lake scene here; it completely disregards the recent information regarding some possible cut scenes and an alternate ending.

     

    He Xiao looked out over the Red Hills Courtyard from his position at the top of one of its towers, still somewhat unable to believe his good fortune. Although he and his men had been just as determined as their young general to live in and protect Yanbei, the events of the icy lake had brought home to all of them that home was not found in a place or a nationality but with the people you loved. So when he had broached the topic of the future to the dozens of men who were all that remained of what had once been a force of 500, they’d all agreed that home was wherever Chu Da Ren was.

    The look on Chu Da Ren’s face when he’d told her as much was something that he’d treasure for the rest of his life; there wasn’t a single man in their troop who wouldn’t lay down his life for her without hesitation, and they’d wanted to make sure that she knew it. Young Master Yue had neatly solved the problem of where they would go by offering them the use of Red Hills Courtyard since, as he’d put it, “Xing’er worked so hard to empty it for me.”

    When he and his men had learned the bloody history of the place and the role that their general had played in completely eradicating the entire branch of a family, they’d eagerly claimed the place as their own via the right of conquest of their beloved general. Not that they held any illusions about the true owner of Red Hills Courtyard or that they meant any disrespect to their general’s husband; he and his men simply reveled in the thought that they were living in a place that had been emptied because Chu Da Ren had cleansed it of evil.

    As if his thoughts had summoned her from the morning mist, the small, lithe form of his general hurdled almost soundlessly over the side of the wall that would be the most difficult for anyone from Green Hills to observe. He Xiao smiled as his general gripped the scabbard of Can Hong Jian in one hand while trying to smooth out her feminine robes with the other.

    Not that he believed that she’d be in said clothing much longer; he knew full well that Chu Da Ren kept a couple of her old military outfits at Red Hills that were much more suitable for training than her current attire. After spending a couple of hours training with her men, he knew she’d change back into her more lady-like clothing and sneak back into Green Hills like she’d never left.

    As she strolled confidently towards what was now the barracks, greetings of “Chu Da Ren!” rang out across the courtyard. She reemerged from the barracks a short time later dressed in the same dark blue robe and left shoulder guard that she’d worn the day that she’d come back to Chang’an for the Xiulis and defeated the then-owner of Red Hills Courtyard on their behalf.

    A loud cheer arose from the men as they recognized the outfit, but Chu Da Ren didn’t even seem to notice the noise as she drew her sword and launched into what looked like an effortless series of complex drills. The noise level of the Courtyard dropped off almost comically as everyone—He Xiao included—got wrapped up in watching their general weave her magic with the sword that matched her husband’s.

    All of a sudden, his mind was transported back to Xiuli Mountain on that fateful day when all of the tension between the competing powers of Yanbei had finally come to a head. Just like he knew that he’d never forget the sight of his general riding through the gates of Chang’an like an avenging goddess, he was certain that the image of a soaking-wet Chu Da Ren standing in front of an equally-wet, almost-dead Yuwen Yue at the edge of the icy lake with his sword in her hand and the snow swirling around her would be stamped on his mind for the rest of his life.

    He and the Xiulis who had successfully fought through Cheng Yuan’s troops had broken the tree line and charged almost mindlessly towards their general, thinking only of shielding her from the barrage of arrows that was sure to come raining down from the ridge. They’d reached her just as the unmistakable form of Yan Xun had raised his hand to signal the release of the hail of arrows that would likely bring their deaths.

    Chu Da Ren’s face had contorted with grief and rage and she’d...in all honesty, he still didn’t understand exactly what she’d done any more than he understood how she’d rescued Yuwen Yue and herself from the lake itself. She’d told him about the Wind and Cloud Decree and her returned memories, but he found much of it beyond him. All he knew was that she’d somehow released a great force from her body that had succeeded in knocking aside all of the arrows coming their way and sending untold thousands of frozen needles of ice and snow hurtling towards the enemy.

    The cheers of the men jerked He Xiao back to the present, and he realized that Chu Da Ren had finished her sword drills. A white figured moved at the edge of his vision and he instinctively reached for his sword, only stilling his hand when he recognized the inscrutable features of his master. He gave the proper greetings, but Young Master Yue only nodded once absentmindedly, his gaze fixed firmly on his wife as she accepted the accolades of her men.

    Suddenly fearing that his general was about to get in trouble with her husband, He Xiao said, “She only does non-contact drills that don’t endanger herself or...the life growing inside of her.”

    He Xiao feared that he had overstepped his bounds, especially since talking about pregnancy could be a touchy, taboo subject. Yuwen Yue said nothing, and He Xiao once again focused on Chu Da Ren, who was now instructing some of the men on the finer points of archery. The contentment on her face was visible even from the top of the tower.

    “All her life, Xing’er has craved freedom more than anything else,” Yuwen Yue said softly, startling He Xiao. “So many of her actions have stemmed from the knowledge that she was trapped, caged, and at the mercy of others. While I know full well the havoc that her impulsiveness and self-confidence can cause, I also know that she cannot be at peace unless she has a sense of true freedom. So I turn a blind eye, let her think she’s sneaking away from the tyranny of overprotective house guards and the expectations of how the pregnant da fu ren of the house of Yuwen should behave. I let her come here to spend time with her people in safety, to stay connected to an important part of her identity, and to keep her skills sharp. If I were to try to cage her...”

    Yuwen Yue suddenly lapsed into silence as if he’d never spoken, his typically tranquil features marred by obviously bad memories. He Xiao was still shocked that the master had spoken so frankly and so much about such a personal subject, so he took time to collect his wits and gather his courage before speaking.

    “In all of Wei, Chu Da Ren was the first person outside of my men to treat me like a human being. She didn’t absolve me—or any of us, really—of guilt, but she didn’t condemn us, either. She told me to find a purpose, and I did—although I never could’ve imagined at that time the shape that that purpose would take. At first, we thought she just wanted to use us to help Yan Xun escape from Chang’an, but when she came back for us...After that, we realized that Chu Da Ren hadn’t returned for us because of what we could give her but simply because she saw us as hers. That meant--”

    A rousing chorus of haos rang out in the courtyard as Chu Da Ren used her small crossbow to shoot six bolts quickly into the center of her target. She grinned at her men, effortlessly binding them to her as easily as she’d done that first time she’d stood up for them—for him—what seemed like a lifetime ago.

    “Even when Yan Xun executed my brothers because of the lies of Cheng Yuan and his own hatred of us, the last thing they saw before they died was Chu Da Ren kneeling in the mud with them and pleading on their behalf, because they were hers.” He Xiao grated out.

    He took his eyes off of his general and lifted them instead to face his master.

    “At that icy lake on Xiuli Mountain, she claimed us—all of us—as hers. And once she’s claimed you as hers, only the worst sort of betrayal could change that. For the first time in her life, she’s exactly where she wants to be. We all are.”

    For an instant, He Xiao saw a flash of...something appear in Yuwen Yue’s eyes. But he became distracted by the sight of Chu Da Ren saying her goodbyes and heading back to the barracks to change, and by the time he turned back around, Young Master Yue’s mask was firmly back in place.

    “Thank you, He Xiao. I’d better get back to Green Hills before Xing’er does so that I’ll be right where she expects me to be when she brings me my afternoon tea and greets me with what will surely be the most innocent of smiles.”

    “Young Master Yue,” He Xiao said, clasping his hands in front of himself and inclining his head.

    Yuwen Yue disappeared as soundlessly as he’d arrived, missing the amusing sight of Chu Da Ren hopping the Red Hills wall at the place that would give her the best cover under the late morning sun. The clash of swords rang out in the courtyard as his men actually got back into the business of training now that their beloved general was gone.

    Not that there was any urgent reason to train now, but they knew full well that life in chaotic times could change faster than the speed of an arrow and require them to put their lives on the line at a moment’s notice.

    Which we would—for her. He Xiao thought, smiling into the sunlight. Because she would do no less for us.

     

    It's so great!!! Love your writing. Hope you can write more fanfic after this. I''ll be your fan:D

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  4. 5 hours ago, rampantwolfhound said:

     

    After that "ending", I felt compelled to throw this together as a sequel to my alternative ending where everyone is alive and well and all of their problems have been magically solved.

    @The_Joker made a crack earlier about an increase in broken furniture and doctor visits, so this is what came to mind. It's completely ridiculous, but I felt that we all needed a laugh. I might still write up my "Several Ways CQ Leaves YX before the Icy Lake" series, or I might not. That non-ending sucked my soul out like a dementor, but there's still this fix-it fic. (In which YQ is alive, of course; he'll always be alive in any fics I write.) I apologize for any mistakes I might have made but not for the absurdity of the contents.

     

    Yuwen Zhou looked down at the expense report that he was reading with a puzzled look on his face.

    “Zhan Mou, can you explain this?” he asked his faithful guard and adviser.

    To his surprise, his right-hand man actually started to chuckle.

    “Why are you laughing? This great of an increase of expense for Green Hills is no laughing matter. In fact, this is so important to me that I even assigned the Eyes of God to look into why we’re suddenly spending so much more money.”

    “Forgive me, sir,” Zhan Mou said, this time managing to contain his mirth. “Our men looked into the matter and discovered that these price increases all centered around a certain area of Green Hills and that they began at a specific time.”

    “Well?” Yuwen Zhou barked impatiently. “Who’s responsible for this irresponsible use of Yuwen wealth?”

    “Young Master Yue,” Zhan Mou said, his mouth twitching.

    “What?! How is that possible? Yue’er has always been a paragon of responsibility and virtue. Are you telling me that he’s suddenly wasting money?”

    “Not exactly, sir. The extra expenditures have mostly been for the repeated replacement of certain items in his room—especially bed sheets and hangings. As for when this increase started...actually, it started when he married Xing’er.”

    “Xing’er! I knew she was trouble from the moment I woke up from my coma! I should’ve sent her to Liang first thing!”

    “But she makes Young Master Yue so happy.”

    “She makes Young Master Yue forget his responsibilities to his family, his country, the Eyes of God, everything! And now she’s apparently influencing him to waste money! I’m going to have to have a talk with...never mind. Summon Yue Qi. Maybe he can give an accounting of his master’s behavior.”

    Zhan Mou’s mouth twitched again, but he did as he was told. With little delay, Yue Qi strode confidently into the room, clasping his hands in front of himself and giving the appropriate greetings.

    “Ah! Yue Qi! This year’s expense reports have come in and they report an increase in money spent on replacing furnishings in Young Master Yue’s rooms. Can you explain why?”

    Yue Qi’s face didn’t change expression, but Yuwen Zhou still detected a slight twinkle entering his eyes.

    “Master has always been concerned about Xing’er’s welfare, so he continues to train her in kungfu. They frequently spar in their bedroom and sometimes the training sessions get a little...out of hand.”

    What sounded like a snort came from Zhan Mou, but he followed it with a couple of coughs, so Yuwen Zhou figured that his adviser had just gotten something in his throat.

    “Explain.”

    “Well...Master has taught Xing’er than anything and everything can be a weapon, so they sometimes fight using everyday items.”

    “Like bed sheets and bed hangings.”

    Another snort-cough sounded behind him and the twinkle in Yue Qi’s eyes increased.

    “Exactly.”

    “Well, I suppose that could explain the need for a new large incense-burner,” he mused, looking down at the list of items that Yue’er had replaced over the past year, “but what about the desk?”

    Zhan Mou collapsed in a fit of deep, hacking coughs that sounded suspiciously like laughter. Yue Qi’s lips twitched, but he otherwise remained as unflappable as ever.

    “More training, sir,” Yue Qi explained. “Master takes Xing’er’s training very, very seriously.”

    “What could he have been teaching her that would have required the...use...of...his...”

    His eyes widened in comprehension as the truth finally dawned on him.

    “Zhan Mou! Take me to Yue’er now! I’m going to have a talk with him about upholding the family’s honor and displaying the proper amount of decorum befitting the inheritor of the Eyes of God.”

    Yuwen Zhou noticed the glance that his adviser and Yue Qi shared, but he had more important things on his mind. As Zhan Mou wheeled him towards Yue’er’s rooms, he noticed that the guards all had concerned looks on their faces.

    “What’s going on?” He asked one of the guards who was standing outside of Yue’er’s doors.

    The guard clasped his hands, bowed his head, and replied, “Master and mistress are inside being taken care of by a doctor.”

    “A doctor? What’s wrong? Is it Yue’er’s typhoid? Is it...”

    His eyes darkened as a possibility flitted through his mind.

    “That’s it! Open the doors at once and take me inside! They’ve gone too far this time! Paying for new bedclothes as a result of rough...training...is one thing, but doctor’s visits...”

    “Trouble is coming! Trouble is coming! Trouble is coming!”

    Yue’er’s parrot interrupted his tirade and somewhat ruined his entrance, but in typical Yuwen fashion, he soldiered on.

    Xing’er was stretched out on the bed, looking blissfully peaceful. Yue’er was seated on the bed, looking exceedingly pleased with himself. The doctor was clearly preparing to leave and didn’t seem at all concerned.

    His grandson clasped one of Xing’er’s hands in his own, and she looked up at him with that mischievously innocent expression that he knew had captivated him years ago. The look of raw adoration on Yue’er’s face rmade Yuwen Zhou’s anger dissipate completely.

    “Could someone please tell me what’s going on here?” he asked the room at large.

    “Pregnant! Pregnant! Master’s fault! Master’s fault!” the Cangwu bird answered.

    Zhan Mou dissolved into booming peals of laughter. Yue Qi smiled beatifically. Yuwen Zhou placed his head in his hands.

    “When I dropped that stick and thought it meant woe for the Yuwen family, I never imagined that the foreseen trouble would be like this.”

    Without another word, he signaled for the still-chortling Zhan Mou to wheel him back to peace and solitude with as much dignity as he could muster. After all, he had bills to pay.

     

    Please write more of fanfic. I'm lovin it ♡♡♡♡♡

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  5. 6 minutes ago, desertpanda said:

     

    Yup. Apparently this Hunan network has a history of butchering the production of popular books in the made for tv adaptations. I have yet to hear about a Hunan made for tv adaptation which was worthwhile watching and had a satisfactory ending.

    the ones on my do not watch my blacklist are now anything by:

    • Producers: Liu Yingxuan, Ma Zhongjun, Zhao Yifang
    • Production companies: Ciwen Entertainment, Croton Media
    • The original network: Hunan TV

     

    It was to bad the actors were not producing this project and did not have final script approval.

     

    There are several cdrama that I have watched and found satisfactory but I'm not sure they're a genre that will interest you.

    • Ten Mile of Peach Blossoms aka Eternal Love aka Three Lives Three Worlds. With Mark Chao and Yang Mi is my fave this year.
    • I also like anything by the author Gu Man (顾漫) Some better than others. In order of my personal preference:
      • Love O2O with Yang Yang and Zheng Shuang (did not care for the film adaptation)
      • Shan Shan Come Eat (aka Boss & Me) with Hans Zhang and Zanilia Zhao Liying ( little draggy 3/4's of the way in but it then picks up)
      • My Sunshine (aka: Silent Separation) with Wallace Chung and Tiffany Tang (TT's character styling was a bit distracting at times, especially her wedding dress) ( I loved Yang Mi in the film adaptation)

     

    Agreed. Gu Man works really well adapted into series.:D

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  6. 1 minute ago, mrsyooknit said:

    ZLY's post also didnt say goodbye so there is hope. 

    I hope the production really offers them so much money they wont be able to refuse. People would watch. Just think about it, if it does 1/3 as good as PA it would be as successful as most cdramas. 

     The problem is... Liying already signing for Concubine Daughter Minglan and another series. I don't think she can take another role before 2019. Hahaha. 

    If PA season 2 airing in 2020, I'm not sure the viewers still excited to watch it. 

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  7. Just now, jolin_chan said:

    What is the meaning of LGX's latest post on his weibo??

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    Finished, just want to say to you, either it's goodbye or see you again?

     

    Possibly season 2 and maybe he will return to star in it with ZLY???

     

    Even it have season 2 with same cast, I'm not watching it before it finished airing. They might be gave us a bullshi*tt ending for season 2 too,  coz they want to continue to season 3. Who knows....

    All those greedy basta*d. Just want to make more money and gave us bad qualities series:angry:

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  8. 5 minutes ago, mrsyooknit said:

     

    I think I am going to do this too. We got tricked since the book has a happy ending, I thought for sure the drama would too. Even ZLY said she was tricked into making the drama. She signed on to the project and learned later on that it was only half the book so she didn't get to film her favorite parts. 

     

    Yup. We all positive that the series will end like novel. So much hope for happy ending. Finally...... arghhhhhhh!!!! I'm screaming in the middle of night. Just what the fuc*kingg hel*llll. 

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