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Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL]

(I owe everyone 10 chapters.) [The Imperial Consort could have been so much more than what we were shown.] --- Genius Neurosurgeon Lǐ Xīnyuàn died while being held at the gunpoint to perform a surgery on a terrorist leader. When he opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into a world similar to a Webnovel he'd been forced to read by a colleague. Now you'd think Lǐ Xīnyuàn had transmigrated into that Webnovel. But did he? No! Instead he'd been transmigrated into that webnovel's spin-off/"what-if" version of the story with nothing but the superficial knowledge of the plot thanks to reading the main novel. Now tasked with the mission of avoiding plotholes, unnecessary dog-blood, death and following the storyline to ensure the male lead's ascension to the throne of Supreme Emperor, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. And why did no one tell him that his character had to be married into the Male Lead's harem?? What about the Female Lead? Later: Lǐ Xīnyuàn: Why doesn't Your Highness spend the night with concubine Yang? ML: Don't want to. Lǐ Xīnyuàn: ... Why? ML: Are you pushing me away? Lǐ Xīnyuàn: QAQ --- 100-150 PS = 1 extra chapter on Sunday 25, 50, 75... Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter on Sunday 3-5 Gifts = 1 extra chapters (or more depending on the value of the gifts)

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Zopyra — XVI

Insolence of this kind was something the ten-tailed fox rarely tolerated. But knowing that this reptilian bastard was someone important to Hu Lijing made him want to see what it was that attracted the stupid fox to the latter.

Was it his attitude? Or the nonchalant way he spoke to someone of higher strength than him? Or the lack of fear on his features? Or the relaxation in his form?

It almost made him want to spare this particular dragon and perhaps toy with him a bit. But he had no time to waste, especially with just how little time he had left in Hu Lijing's body.

Long ZhenHai's words had struck a nerve in him, yes. It made him bristle, yes. It made a want to grab him by the throat and snap it, yes.

But he chose to turn away and ignore him instead, shrugging in reply as his flicked his gaze to the absolutely beautiful scenery of carnage below him.

He only said one thing.