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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…

Mr. GaoRen · 一般的
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Why Don't We Start with the Younger Sister?

編集者: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Ji sat down and looked down.

Although Zhang Guihua raised her chin high and turned her gaze to the other side, she had already stretched out her wrist obediently to let her take her pulse.

"Roll up your sleeves," Su Ji said.

From the side, Zhang Guihua still looked angry, but she obediently rolled up her sleeves.

Su Ji began to take her pulse.

At the same time, she also observed Zhang Guihua's pulse from a close distance, starting from the tendons and veins in her forearm.

"You study Chinese medicine…" Before the doctor could finish speaking, Su Cunyi signaled him to shush.

He and Aunt Cui held their breaths, looking at Zhang Guihua and Su Ji anxiously.

Looking at the group of people who seemed to be serious, the doctor silently exchanged glances with his assistants.

A few minutes later, Su Ji removed her hand from Zhang Guihua's pulse.