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The Birth of a Villainess

Blessed with a peerless beautiful face, Xiaofei was worthy of winning every men's heart and gaining women's envy in her previous life. But she foolishly fell in love with the evil prince, and was destined to die at the hands the one she loved. However, after her cruel death, Xiaofei finds herself alive again inside the body of a beautiful young lady from the noble Lin family owning the same name as her. But even in this new life and body. Evil schemes and scandals won't let her escape. Xiaofei swears to overturn the world and slay her enemy. With a cruel era like this, one can only forcibly try to make a shell and protect oneself from harm. Men and women needs to be bought. Golden Throne has to be passed over. Empire must be conquered and torched down. And hearts needs to be snatched. However, who would have thought that a man full of viciousness and arrogance that could pierce the sky would suddenly barge into Xiaofei's life? And would shamelessly whisper next to her ear, "Your enemy is my enemy and your wish is my command. However, I also have another wish that only you could grant for me." "That is to have my wife for breakfast, lunch, snack, and dinner." Xiaofei : ......... .... Disclaimer: The character(s) on the cover is NOT MINE and all credits will be given to the Owner/Artist. (I only edited the picture)

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Stuck In The Mud (3)

When the moon started to rise up and sky spilling hues of purple and pink, shadows started to lurk in the darkness.

In the middle of the forest, only thw sounds of leaves rustling and insects murmuring like symphonic band, trying its best to give an eerie music background to whoever dares to go up the mountains, hoping it would deter them and let them rethink their decision to come up and destroy the concert.

Walking straight ahead with a light torch in his hand, Yu Fangzhu slowly and cautiously trudged against the cold, grassy ground. Everywhere he passed by was a tree looming over his height and every single tome, he wished he could brandish his sword and cut it doen every time it would move.