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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
2300 Chs

You Should Call Me Honey

編輯: Henyee Translations

"It's really from Three Treasures. There was news saying that the products of Three Treasures would ruin users' faces. Madam Song, I suggest you not use those whitening facial masks again."

Fang Yueqiu certainly knew about the rumor of Three Treasures, but she still deeply believed that Master Lu wouldn't hurt her.

Fang Yueqiu opened her mouth and was about to explain, but she happened to see a familiar face at the door from the corner of her eye. She then stood up abruptly in excitement.

"Excuse me, I'm going to greet someone I know." Fang Yueqiu didn't care about being rude and quickly walked towards the entrance of the banquet venue.

Seeing her like this, Mao Yahui and the others couldn't help showing curiosity on their faces, looking in the direction Fang Yueqiu walked towards.

They saw that a handsome man in a wheelchair was pushed into the banquet by a pretty, harmless girl.

"Second Master, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."