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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · สมัยใหม่
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The Death of the Eldest Prince

Editor: Henyee Translations

Seeing this, Liang Zongxing only sighed slightly and didn't say anything.

He had done his best for this younger sister of his. She was the one who asked for this outcome. She couldn't blame anyone.

"Let's go and see how the eldest prince is doing."

Lu Zijia smiled and walked towards Duanmu Chun's courtyard unhurriedly with the man who was emitting a cold aura.

Compared to death, living a life worse than death was more painful and despairing.

This evil consequence was caused by Liang Wenli and her daughter. They had no one but themselves to blame.

"Wifey, aren't you angry?" Mu Tianyan squeezed her small hand and probed tentatively.

Lu Zijia chuckled. "I was quite angry at first, but now… I'm very happy."

They were just unimportant people. Why should she be angry? Besides, her man had already helped her vent her anger.

The corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth curled up slightly. "As long as you're happy."