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My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage

Chu Nanli, the noble Goddess of Chu Kingdom, revered and worshipped by thousands. She concealed her identity and married into a foreign land, all for Ye Yunting's once spoken words, "In this life, this young master will only have eyes for you." After the marriage, she diligently served him, cooking and washing for him, but he betrayed her, despised her, and let his servants oppress and humiliate her. Having just arrived, her scumbag husband wanted to force her to miscarry? As a military surgeon from the year 2090, she wasn't someone to be trifled with. Harm me slightly, and I'll retaliate a hundredfold! She hacked her path, eliminating enemies, seeking revenge, and even expanding her own influence. After their divorce, a renowned young general, an unparalleled court Divine Doctor, and an outstandingly talented top scholar all fell for her, each eagerly proposing marriage to her. Ye Yunting could only cry and line up, "Lili, please give this king one chance." "Please let this king see the child, our child..." However, he was callously kicked aside by the almighty, unapproachable Regent King! "Get lost, my child doesn’t need a father!"

Baili Mumu · Lịch sử
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Chapter 76: Failed Seduction

Ye Yunting averted his gaze, turned his head to avoid Lin Fuying's hand, and took the handkerchief from her to wipe his lips himself.

"Yingying, you've worked hard. Just rest; that will be enough," he said.

Lin Fuying's eyes dimmed slightly. Unwilling to give up, she spoke softly, "Yingying is not tired."

After saying this, she moved to Ye Yunting's side, her soft, boneless fingers gently resting on the man's shoulder.

"Prince has been busy with official duties all day; that's truly tiring. Yingying can't help much but can at least ease the Prince's fatigue with a shoulder massage."

Ye Yunting did not refuse again.

The room was brightly lit, casting intertwining shadows of the man and the woman on the ground, adding hints of tenderness and ambiguity.

Feeling the broad shoulders beneath her palms, Lin Fuying grew increasingly distracted, and her fingers slowly moved downward.

"Prince, a fine evening moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Tonight, Yingying wishes to…"