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Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine

# ANCIENTTOMODERNTIMES Su Ji, a historically famous devil concubine, has transmigrated! When she opened her eyes, she was the daughter of the Su family, a beautiful girl who was bullied by everyone. She was also an unpopular actress with no presence on social media. Everyone thought the devil concubine brought disaster to the country and its people. In reality, she was extremely skilled and ruthless. There was a wealthy old man from the Pei family who loved chasing celebrities, and he vowed to make Su Ji his granddaughter-in-law! The whole world knew that Third Young Master Pei was rich, but ruthless and not interested in women. Haters looked forward to Su Ji marrying him and living a lonely life. It would surely be a great show to watch. Later, at the award ceremony, Su Ji felt nauseated and was about to throw up. Her fans thought she was sick. Third Young Master Pei, who had chased after her for two lifetimes, felt his heartache. “It’s already her second child. Why is she still so affected?” *** Everyone thought the devil concubine brought disaster to the country and its people. Only he knew that she recruited talents from all over the world, and laid the foundation for peace for later generations. In his previous life, he had been a loyal general who loved her in silence. After her death, he built a gold coffin for her and died in regret. In this life, he would not let her go again…

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Prince Huai, the God of War!

編集者: Dragon Boat Translation

Staring at the empty carriage, Prince Huai's eyes were cold and his body was emitting an extremely cold aura.

As expected…something had happened…

If it was the Su Ji of the past, Prince Huai might be more at ease.

But now that the Consort Dowager was pregnant…

His lips were tightly pursed. He mounted his horse again and rode away following the clues.

Although her child was not his…no, in a sense, her child was his!

Prince Huai, who had always been calm and composed, had a panicked expression on his face.

The horse was experienced in the battlefield and its hooves were about to produce sparks.

His sword rose and fell along with the horse. The cold weapon that had been nurtured by millions of dead souls now glowed with a cold light under the scorching sun.

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There were no longer clear carriage tracks on the road behind them. Instead, there were a few messy horse hoof prints.