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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · Urban
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2300 Chs

An Unnoticed Small Move

Editor: Henyee Translations

Compared to busy neighboring or opposite stores, "Tang Family Treasure" seemed extremely empty.

When they were about to arrive at "Tang Family Treasure," Lu Zijia suddenly frowned slightly and a glint of dim light flashed through her eyes.

"What's wrong?" he raised his little head and asked her.

Lu Zijia suddenly stopped walking and Mu Ruishu, who was holding her hand, had to stop as well.

Lu Zijia looked at the store "Tang Family Treasure" deeply for a while, then immediately lowered her head and looked at Mu Ruishu's pure eyes that were full of doubts with a relaxed smile.

"Nothing. Your shoelaces are loose. Let me tie them for you."

Lu Zijia's gaze landed on his shoe. She instantly squatted down and tied the shoelaces again for him.

Seeing Lu Zijia tie his shoelaces for him, Mu Ruishu's little face blushed slightly as if he was a bit embarrassed.

"Thank you, auntie."