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Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills

Chu Qingzhi, a modern cultivator, went down to earth to experience love. She was forced to transmigrate into the body of a peasant girl in the ancient past. Her family had a total of nine children. She had no choice but to shoulder the burden of supporting the family. She used spells to tame a tiger as her mount, a black bear as her guardian, a wolf as a helper, and a monkey as the pathfinder. They went hunting together. She then sold ice cream, which she made using an ice spell, on the streets. She planted herbs for medicine, offered clinical diagnosis and treatment to patients, and attracted princes and nobles who fought over her. Even the emperor addressed her with a respected title. To become immortal, she supported her family while searching for a husband. *** Ever since the poorest family in the village brought their daughter home, they thought their lives would only get tougher. To their surprise, they started building a house and buying land... They didn't just bring their daughter home, but they brought the God of Fortune home! *** A general, who even the princess refused to marry, returned to the country to rest for some time. Suddenly, he married a peasant girl. Just as everyone waited for them to be ridiculed, dignitaries came to visit one after another. The empress dowager held Chu Qingzhi's hand. "Qingzhi, will you be my younger sister?" The emperor looked Chu Qingzhi up and down. "My lady, are you willing to join my harem?" The crown prince grabbed Chu Qingzhi's sleeve. "Qingzhi, I want ice cream."

Beyond the Moon · Lịch sử
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1054 Chs

Festering Wounds

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

Xu Yuan left the high tower, still unaware that his brother had been killed by Xiao Xiwen and was frantically trying to find help.

The Grand Master of Divine Music approached the secret room where the real Grand Master of Divine Music was confined, looking completely drained and sitting in the corner. Upon seeing the imposter, he involuntarily shrank back, swallowed nervously, and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Yan Zihao pulled a stool over, sat down in front of the Grand Master of Divine Music, and his expression darkened, "I have a few questions. If you answer honestly, I won't make things difficult for you."

The Grand Master of Divine Music was visibly nervous, "What do you want to ask?"

Yan Zihao didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Who is your master?"

The Grand Master of Divine Music looked resolute, as if guarding a secret, "If I tell you who my master is, I won't be far from death."