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The Ghost King’s Wife is Sassy and Beautiful

# 1V1 Yun Ran, mercenary queen of the apocalyptic world unexpectedly transmigrated into the ugly, stupid second lady of the Prime Minister’s mansion with two little adorable three-year-old kids. Adorable baby 1 was a genius poison doctor who had a photographic memory and was “unremarkable”.Adorable baby 2 awakened the ultimate spiritual root that only appeared once every thousand years. When he pounds the ground with his small fist, the ground would shake. As for her, she had a spatial pocket with treasures in it. She contracted an ancient divine beast and refined peerless divine pills!***Just as Yun Ran was gearing up to experience the joy of beating up scumbags…Can someone tell her why these few bigshots suddenly appeared before her?! The top tyrant: “I have a throne that you should inherit when you have the time.” The cold-blooded war god: “I think you have the talent to be a great general. Look at the millions of soldiers I have…” The best royal merchant: “Come, I’ll let you taste the joy of being the richest woman in the world.” Sinister state preceptor: “I’ll stab and curse whoever bullies you.” A certain ghost king traps her in his arms and snorts coldly, “Close the door and release the demons. No one should even think of coveting my treasure.” Yun Ran: “???”***Rumor has it that the ghost king, Mo Beiyuan, has a pair of ghostly eyes. He was born under the destructive lone star, was bad towards women and was the most messed up character in all five countries. Yun Ran not only messed with him, but also wormed her way into his heart.#He was once a demon in the darkness, but he was willing to step out of the abyss of hell for her.#

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We're Wrong, This Little One Is the Demon Lord!

Editor: Atlas Studios

Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan did not understand what they meant previously, and they still did not understand now.

Yun Ran frowned slightly and protected her little packrat by her side. She looked at the group of people and asked coldly, "Are you mistaken? We're not demons, and we didn't touch a single person from your sect."

"Behind you is the Demon Lord's proud flying magical beast. There's no way we can mistake it."

The person who spoke was a woman. She was wearing an exquisitely embroidered water-colored dress. Her black and beautiful hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and her voice revealed a hint of arrogance and coldness.

Yun Ran looked over and realized that this woman's appearance was 30 to 40% similar to hers.

The woman gently swept up her graceful and moving figure and stopped in front of them. Her gaze swept past Mo Beiyuan and moved to Yun Ran's face. She was clearly stunned.