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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

# pretendtobeafool # emperor # koi # femaleleadisacutebaby The Great Qi’s emperor had been hoping for a daughter, but he got 28 sons instead! This tyrant went to the altar and prayed, saying that if he could get a daughter, he would never kill indiscriminately again and would give peace to the world! To everyone’s surprise, Heaven actually agreed! Ten months later, Qi’s only princess, Gu Nuo’er, was born with tremendous luck. Starting her life surrounded by cunning ministers, being targeted by enemy nations, and in a world filled with natural disasters, the little princess waved her hand and indicated that she wasn’t afraid! With her great luck, she helped her tyrant father clean up the imperial court, pleased the women in the harem, and brought good luck to everyone around her. Slowly, she became a dear princess treasured by all. Tyrant father: The throne is Nuo’er’s cradle. I can even give her the entire nation if she wills it! Prince brothers: We’re handsome, talented, and rich, but we won’t marry. We’ll use our life to pamper our sister! Minister uncles: Whoever bullies our princess shall not blame us for besieging them and eradicating their existence! By the time Nuonuo was all grown up, everyone realized that the youth who grew up with her had been eyeing her for the longest time now… Green-eyed wolf boy, Ye Siming: Dearest Nuonuo, I’ll wreak havoc in the families of those who made you cry, and take the lives of those who hurt you. If you like, my life is yours too.

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Don't Underestimate Marquis Yongye

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When the news of the little princess and the fifth prince encountered the assassination when they went out on the trip, the entire imperial court was astonished.

In the prison, an assassin who had survived was hung up on a rack.

The people from the government office doused the assassin with cold water. With a whoosh, the assassin slowly woke up.

The constable questioned fiercely, "Who instructed you to assassinate the fifth prince? Speak!"

The assassin sneered. "Don't even think about finding out. Or, give me some money. Perhaps I can give some information then!"

"You!" The constable was furious.

At this moment, there was suddenly a sound in the dark at the side, as if someone had kicked over a stool.

From the corner of his eye, the assassin could only see a pair of black boots walking out of the shadows and a cold youth gradually approaching.