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Marrying Him Three Times After Transmigration

After transmigrating, Su Liang married the same man three times. The first time, it was just a transaction. The second time, it was still a transaction. The third time, it was... "Third time's the charm. Let's make it real," Gu Ling said. Female Lead's Perspective: She was a military doctor who transmigrated, and she became a miserable village girl who would be killed by her scheming relatives. After seeking revenge, with nowhere else to go, she ended up living with a handsome husband. Her husband was a literal trickster. Their life together was full of ups and downs, with twists and turns and more downs... "How about we part ways?" Su Liang suggested seriously. The handsome husband said, "Let's talk about that in our next life." Male Lead's Perspective: Born with special abilities, he chose to live in seclusion. He always made people around him leave, but she was the first person he asked to stay. Gu Ling believed that he and Su Liang were destined to be together. Anyone against it? He was always saving people, but occasionally killing a few was no big deal.

Sanmu Youyou · Umum
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515 Chs

502. Do you dare or not

Sheng Yue and Ji Xiaoshu stayed in the space for about a quarter of an hour before Gu Xiaonuan released them.

Returning once again to the outside world, Sheng Yue subconsciously looked around. Through the windows on the ground floor of Yuanming Pavilion, he gazed at the clear lakes and blue skies outside and took a deep breath, exclaiming, "How unfathomably marvelous!"

Even though Sheng Yue had known about portable spaces since he was little, learning from his mother and longing for it for twenty years, none of it compared to the profound feeling he had when he first entered: Possessing such a thing would truly make one feel like the master of all, able to do as they pleased.

In that instant, Sheng Yue even understood why Mo Yan was so arrogant and foolish. As long as he had the spatial magical treasure, he didn't need to think too much, and there was no need to plan or worry. Without worries, there could be no progress.