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Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved

Murong Jiu, the Ninth Young Miss of the Marquis Mansion, was ugly and talentless, and her fate was to harm her relatives. She was raised in the countryside from a young age. Due to her exceptional medical skills, she was used by the Crown Prince, who drained her of all her value and then threw her into a deep well to drown. Only before her death did she realize she had been switched at birth. Others were rightfully enjoying everything that should have been hers; later, all her family died for her, becoming stepping stones for the Crown Prince! Reincarnated, she returned like a vengeful ghost from hell, making her enemies tremble with fear, ready to seek revenge for each grievance. Unexpectedly, she unintentionally became the darling of her biological family, which made her retract her sharp edges. As the substitute Princess Consort of Prince Ling, she and Prince Ling were a fake couple, intent only on finding the real father of the child in her womb, yet unaware that the man from that night was right in front of her…

Qing Shanshan · História
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399 Chs
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Chapter 283 You Really Flatter Yourself

Murong Jiu did not know when Jun Yuyan had returned or how much he had overheard. Thinking about the topics she had discussed with her master, she felt very embarrassed and hung her head low, not wanting to look into Jun Yuyan's eyes.

Jun Yuyan took big strides towards her, gently lifting her chin with his movement, making their eyes meet, breathing intertwined.

"I'm sorry, Ah Jiu. I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you and Uncle Zhai. When I returned, I heard Uncle Zhai taking your pulse. I was afraid you would feel embarrassed if I were standing by, so I went to the study next door. But you know, a martial artist has sharp senses, and I also wanted to know about your health, so I did not avoid it. If you're upset, how about you hit me to feel better?"

He placed Murong Jiu's hand on his chest.

Murong Jiu, recalling her master's words about hooking him and something about flexibility, blushed fiercely and, without holding back, pounded a few punches on his chest.