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 Nan'an Hou Mansion, wedding night in the bridal chamber.
 The two Xi Niangs finished their errands and filed out from the inner room with the maidservants of the Hou Mansion. Before leaving the door, they couldn't wait to talk in a whisper.
 "I have lived for most of my life, and I have never seen such a beautiful man."
 "It's a pity to marry a sick seed, hey."
 "What's a pity, he married Young Master Hou Mansion. If it weren't for the birthday horoscope for Xiao Hou Ye, Hou Ye and Madam Hou could be regarded as the son of the sentenced son of the Wu Pin Tai Hospital?"
 "What you said is reasonable. Whether this is a blessing or a curse, it will take a while to know."
 …
 During the conversation, Xi Niang came to the outer room and before closing the two doors, she glanced inwardly: amidst a festive red, the newly married young man from the Hou Mansion wears hipa, like a jade carving, quietly Sitting quietly on the hi bed.
 The door slowly closed, and only the two married and rejoiced were left in the wedding room.
 The surrounding area became quiet, and Lin Qingyu's back stiffened for a day finally relaxed. He moved slightly, and the tassel falling on the hipa swayed.
 It is really inconvenient to wear Hipa. When a woman marries, the hipa on her head should be provoked by her husband, and it must be the same for a man to marry.
 However, his husband was afraid that he could not do this.
 His... "husband".
 Lin Qingyu raised her hand to take hipa for herself, and her vision finally widened. He looked around at the light gauze curtains and warm red curtains. In the end, he turned his attention to the sleeping man on the bed-Xiaohouye, Lu Wancheng of Nan'an Houfu.
 Under the candlelight, Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Wancheng blankly.
 Lu Wancheng wears a bright red dress, his eyebrows are as distant as mountains, his long eyelashes are thick, his cheeks are thin, and his lips are pale as paper. Even if his eyes are closed and the diseased bones are broken, he can still look good.
 From today, this person is his husband.
 Although he was a man, he became the wife of another man—he was the first male wife in the Da Yu Dynasty to be "married by a Ming match."
 It's extremely ridiculous.
 He prepared for the assessment of the Imperial Medical Office for three years. If he passes the examination, he will become a medical officer just like his father. Even if you don't enter the palace, you can open a medicine shop in the capital and be an ordinary doctor.
 It's a pity that when he was preparing to show off his grand plan, the Queen of the Palace called his father to the front and said, "I heard that you have a son, born on March 11th, Chenshi, Guiwei year, but is it true?"
 After receiving a positive answer from Lin's father, the queen asked the emperor to give the Lin family a marriage and betrothed Lin Qingyu to Nan'anhou's eldest son, Lu Wancheng.
 Everybody in the capital knows that Lu Wancheng suffered from deficiencies and has been sick for many years. When he was born, Nan'anhou specially invited the imperial physician to come to see him in the residence. The imperial physician once asserted that Lord Lu Xiaohou would not survive the age of a weak crown.
 This year, Lu Wancheng is already nineteen, and his body is not as good as one day. Seeing that the day is dwindling and the deadline is approaching, Nan'anhou has no other choice but to write to Da Yu to ask for help from the national teacher who is said to be able to understand ghosts and gods. The letter from the national teacher to him contained only one line of eight characters for his birthday, which was exactly: March 11th in the year of Guiwei, Chenshi.
 Defying the emperor's order is a capital crime, and Lin Qingyu's death alone is not a pity, but he has to protect his elderly parents and young brothers. In this way, he became Lu Wancheng's Chongxi male wife.
 After more than ten years of hard study, all became a joke.
 At this moment, Haishi has passed, and the maidservant outside the door said: "Young Master, the hour is here, wait for Master Xiaohou to go to bed."
 Lin Qingyu clenched his fingers at her sleepy husband-want him to serve Lu Wancheng? What a joke.
 Gaomen's marriage rules have always been cumbersome. Although he was in a hurry, Nan’an Hou’s Mansion also sent a teacher’s aunt to the Lin Mansion to teach Lin Qingyu’s so-called "male wife’s way". Before the wedding, he washed his whole body, inside and out. Something like grease was even applied.
 Lin Qingyu is not a good man and has never suffered such humiliation. If it weren't for keeping the dozens of people in the Lin family, he would have liked to die with Lu Wancheng.
 Seeing that there was no movement in the Xi room, the maid urged again: "Young Master, go to bed."
 Lin Qingyu closed her eyes, suppressing the upsurge in malice. He blew out the candle, leaving only a red candle in front of the bed. Lu Wancheng was still wearing Jinfan's suit, lying outside the quilt, which might make it uncomfortable to sleep in this way.
 But what does it matter to him? He wished that Lu Wancheng would never wake up.
 Lin Qingyu walked to the bed, and his eyes fell on Lu Wancheng's hand placed on his chest.
 The Lin family is a medical family. Lin Qingyu studied medicine with his father since childhood. When he was a teenager, he left home to study and worshipped a famous teacher. Just by looking at Lu Wancheng's complexion, he knew that Lu Wancheng was dyingly ill and must be suffering from severe illness.
 In order to confirm this, Lin Qingyu condescended to explore the veins of this sick seedling. Lu Wancheng's wrists were frighteningly cold, as if they were fished out of cold water.
 Just like what he had guessed, Lu Wancheng's vitality was exhausted, and there was already a sign of a deadly pulse. Unless the genius doctor reincarnated, Lu Wancheng would not survive for half a year at most.
 He only had to endure for half a year. When Lu Wancheng passed away, he would be relieved.
 Lin Qingyu unconsciously used force on his hand, leaving two shallow marks on Lu Wancheng's wrist.
 Suddenly, the pale fingertips moved.
 Lin Qingyu instinctively let go. Lu Wancheng's hand fell back to the bed, only to see his eyes rolled under his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
 Lu Wancheng is going to wake up?
 Lin Qingyu had a solemn expression and stared at Lu Wancheng unblinkingly. In his sword-like gaze, Lu Wancheng slowly opened his eyes.
 There was a mist in Lu Wancheng's eyes, and it seemed that he couldn't see anything. When the mist in his eyes dissipated, a trace of puzzlement appeared: "Huh...? Where did the classical beauty come from..."
 Oh, Deng's apprentice. I'm almost dying of illness and don't forget to be called a beauty.
 Lin Qingyu said coldly: "You are awake."
 Lu Wancheng was in a daze for a moment, and asked in a dumb voice, "Who are you?"
 A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Qingyu's eyes: "Don't you know me?"
 It was the first time the two met, but as long as Lu Wancheng's brain grows, he should understand what he looks like in his body.
 Lu Wancheng shook his head, coughed dully, and said, "Although it is very old-fashioned, I still want to ask: Where is this and why am I here?"
 Lin Qingyu: "..." Could it be that the sick seed is stupid? Or, Lu Wancheng didn't even know about this marriage?
 Before Chongxi, he heard his father mention Lu Wancheng's condition. It is said that Lu Wancheng has been dizzy and unconscious for the past month. If this is the case, Lu Wancheng is likely to be completely ignorant of this marriage.
 Lin Qingyu's expression eased a little: "My name is Lin and my name is Qingyu."
 "Lin Qingyu? Lin...Qing...Yu." Lu Wancheng said his name, as if thinking of something, "The beauty doctor who died in the East Palace?"
 Lin Qingyu frowned: "What?"
 Lu Wancheng looked at him for a moment, with a look of stunned expression, and suddenly struggling to try to sit up.
 Out of the doctor's habit, Lin Qingyu pushed the patient back in the disorder, "What do you want to do."
 "Mirror." Lu Wancheng covered his chest with one hand, and pointed at the bronze mirror on the cabinet with one finger. His hair was scattered on a pillow, "Ahem, give me the mirror."
 Mirror?
 Lin Qingyu handed the bronze mirror to Lu Wancheng and asked, "What's wrong with this mirror?"
 Lu Wancheng saw himself in the mirror, seeing a ghost, his eyes widened suddenly. His expression seemed to have a thousand words to say, after a long while, he almost couldn't breathe, but in the end he said only one word: "...Fuck."
 The maidservant of the night watch heard the movement in the Xifang, knocked on the door and asked, "Young Master, what happened?"
 Lin Qingyu looked at Lu Wancheng who was struck by lightning, and said indifferently: "Tell you Master Hou and Madam, Master Hou is awake."
 The handmaid immediately sent someone to report Nan'an Hou and Madam Hou, and then invited the doctor. After a while, the wedding room was full of people, and Lin Qingyu stood on the outermost side, instead acting like an outsider.
 Although Dr. Zhang who diagnosed Lu Wancheng's pulse is not an imperial doctor, he is also a famous doctor in Beijing. Doctor Zhang stroked his beard and said in disbelief, "This is the first time this old man has encountered this situation after decades of practicing medicine."
 Madam Hou said eagerly: "Doctor Zhang, what is he late Cheng..."
 "Madam, don't worry, it's a good thing that Master Xiaohou can wake up. It's the pulse condition... Yesterday, the old man also diagnosed Master Xiaohou's pulse. At that time, Master Xiaohou's vitality was exhausted, and he was not far from the five decays of heaven and man. But now, it's as if he has changed a person." Doctor Zhang was amazed, "It's like the help of a god, suddenly injected a burst of vitality into him."
 Lin Qingyu thought quietly. Lu Wancheng got better suddenly. It was not a return to light, but a bit weird. He hadn't seen a similar case in medical books.
 Madam Hou was taken aback and asked: "Then his illness is about to get better?"
 The doctor did not dare to assert, and considered: "At least there is a glimmer of life."
 "Okay, okay..." Madam Hou shed tears with excitement, "Wan Cheng, did you hear that? Your illness has taken a turn for the better."
 Lu Wancheng didn't have any special reaction, only said, "I heard it."
 The doctor said again, "Madam, Xiao Houye only wakes up, and he still needs to rest."
 Madam Hou wiped away her tears and said, "Then mother won't interrupt you to rest—what about Qingyu? Where is Young Master?"
 Everyone looked at each other. Lin Qingyu stepped forward and said, "Madam."
 Madam Hou held his hand and said with a smile: "Qingyu, as soon as you marry into the Hou Mansion, Wan Cheng's illness has improved. The Chinese teacher really has a brilliant plan, you are Wan Cheng's savior. We Wan Cheng, please come to me in the future is you."
 Lu Wancheng raised his head and looked at Lin Qingyu.
 Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry, I will take care of Master Xiaohou with all my heart."
 The grandmother beside Madam Hou joked: "Hey, don't you call Master Xiaohou like us, you have to be called ‘husband’—"
 Everyone laughed, and no one noticed that Lin Qingyu's hand in the sleeves of the Xi suit was quietly clenched.
 Everyone dispersed, the peace in the Xi room was restored again, and the red candle was about to burn to its end.
 Lu Wancheng lay silent on the bed, frowning and loosening, as if trying to remember something.
 Lin Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, standing by the window, looking at the strange bright moon outside the window, she seemed to be covered with moonlight.
 I don't know how long, Lu Wancheng let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Buddy...oh, that's not right—beautiful woman, come here."
 Lin Qingyu said coolly, "Who are you calling?"
 Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Is there anyone else here?"
 Lin Qingyu turned around. The swaying candlelight dyed a trace of crimson blush on his cheeks, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were as bright as a peony.
 People are beautiful, but they don't seem to have a good temper.
 Lu Wancheng coughed twice and nodded for Lin Qingyu to sit down. Lin Qingyu only stood by the bed, keeping an arm's distance from Lu Wancheng.
 "I was sorting out my clues just now." Lu Wancheng's tone was calm, without the rush when he first woke up.
 Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "What are you thinking about and what do you do with me."
 "It's a bit of a relationship. Because I think about your clues." Lu Wancheng just said these few words, already a little weak and pale, "If I came a few days earlier, I would definitely not agree to this marriage. , Let you marry me and keep the widow of the dead."
 Lin Qingyu's expression was numb: "What use are you saying now."
 "Indeed. Now we are married, and Tang also worships. The whole capital knows that we are husband and wife."
 Lin Qingyu sneered: "No."
 "Um?"
 Lin Qingyu mocked: "We don't have a worship hall. You have been falling asleep, and I worshipped a big cock."
 Lu Wancheng sneered: "It's okay. It's fine, you don't have to worship, you don't have to take this marriage seriously. I will not live for half a year, so you will be wronged for half a year. When I die, you will carry my inheritance. It's not too bad to go back to Lin Mansion and be happy."
 Lin Qingyu was startled, and said suspiciously, "Is there such a good thing?"
 "Yes. But how much inheritance you can bring home depends on your own ability." Lu Wancheng leaned back on a soft pillow, in a lazy tone, "I have a broken body, so I won't go to play house fighting. Nan'an Houfu Shuitai Deep, I can’t grasp it, I just want to eat and wait to die, and be a salted fish."
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 At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife.
 On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.”
 A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.”
 After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage.
 Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?”
 Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.”
 After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor.
 The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…”
 Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes.
 He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”
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 Bizarre clouds billowed by in the sky, as if in a hurry.
 During an anti-drug operation in the city of Gongzhou three years ago, a chain explosion had gone off on site due to a mis-judgement made by the Commander-in-Chief Jiang Ting, and caused the anti-drug detachment team to suffer great casualties as a result. Three years now, Jiang Ting, who was supposed to have already been killed in the line of duty with not even a body left to bury—miraculously woke up from a coma.
 His heroic soul had never been at peace. He returned from Hell back to the living, to give everything he had to bring the bloody and bizarre truth back to light.
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 Ye Zhou, after graduating from college, mixed up with a small supervisor, and rarely did something good, but caught up with the car accident highlights. When he woke up, he returned to the countryside in the 1990s, surrounded by four walls and a house of superb relatives. Ye Zhou expressed tears running, who did he provoke?
 Pan Xiangdong, the prince of the Beijing crown prince, the commander of the special forces sharp knife unit, the youngest lieutenant colonel in the history of the Chinese nation, left the unit temporarily for a mistake in the mission, but encountered a pit cargo leaf boat when he visited the old man, and he went further on the road of his wife Farther away.
 “Well, you still owe me two hundred dollars …”
 Ye Zhou held a pot of orchids and looked helplessly at the old man in front of him.
 “What two hundred yuan? Go … Go east, drop off!”
 An old bandit grabbed a potted plant, turned around holding the beloved orchid, and Pan Xiangdong standing side by side pretended to be strict: “Please!”
 “Please buy a woolen yarn. Your family is fucking bandits?”
 Ye Qian, who hadn’t paid for a pot of orchids, decisively vented his unhappiness on Pan Xiangdong. Grandma, it was only after he had spent eight lives that he would mold with the bandit grandchildren.
 The space-time background of this article is purely fictitious. Please do not check with anyone in reality. !!
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 I, the mighty Telepath Starlord, got banished into the mortal world. The days in the mortal world are much better than those in heaven! Everything is here — money, authority and most importantly stunning beauties! I am from a rich family. Yes, I am indeed wealthy now. The kind of wealth where you would not want to displease me. Domineering CEOs, military big shots, business geniuses, you name it — I know them all! I know everything you are thinking about. You can’t defeat me anyway, how are you going to go against me? A century in the mortal world is only equivalent to a hundred days in heaven. 
 As an urban banished immortal, I will enjoy the heck out of my time in the human world and a huge commotion would arise in heaven!
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 Before my mark fades, come back to me. 
 Every time Qi Boyan performed on stage, there was a cassette tape wrapped around his wrist. Only Qi Boyan had heard the recording, and only Ji Wang knew that it contained the most secret, private sounds of him accepting pain and expressing pleasure. 
 Alpha x Alpha 
 Celebrity musician gong x actor shou 
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 This novel is also known as Face with Love, Affection, and Time
 During my graduation, my two-timing boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend. The seven years of affection and friendship was shattered in an instant.
 I was thrown into a panic, but my heart was full of hatred.
 Luo Xiangdong appeared at this time. The superior him took pity on me.
 He asked, “Liang Zijin, are you that in need of men?”
 Because of money, I became a bar girl that smiled obsequiously. He then asked, “Liang Zijin, you want money instead of your dignity?”
 He showed me the pleasures of the world, feasting and revelry. I took care of the crowd of young beauties that surrounded him.
 He is outwardly kind but inwardly he was evil and cold. He said, “Liang Zijin, get out of my sight.”
 But he hugged me the moment I turned around.
 I got used to his coldness, but I couldn’t resist being moved.
 With all my courage, I promised him my love and time.
 He gave me to other men, and said: “From now on, you can call me uncle.”
 In the end, I finally understood that true love is more depreciable than adultery and family affection.
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 Ling Jingxuan, a once world-renowned doctor and killer, who saved lives with one hand and killed with the other, was feared by both the government and the underworld gangs solely by his name. During an accident, he had transmigrated to become a man who had nothing but the bare walls in his house and two children who looked like ‘buns’. ‘Why does life always go through such ups and downs? Could this life be more miserable?’, thought him while holding his forehead helplessly.
 Yan Shengrui, the only prince with a general title in the Qing Dynasty, suddenly changed his sexual orientation in an accident when carrying on a mission. A tough man turned into a wife-con. The royal clansmen all felt much regretful. But no one dared to straighten him, since his concubine was an expert both in medical skills and poison.
 “What? Thirty copper coins? Why don’t you just go robbing?”
 One day, Ling Jingxuan took the two ‘buns’ to the market for necessities purchase. Hearing the price, the five-year-old little bun blushed instantly with his small hands dragging the worn-out money bag. Ling Jingxuan felt too deep for tears. ‘Son, we earn money to spend! Don’t tell me you wanna save the money for your offspring.’
 The last of the last, they bought the cheapest goods with the worst quality among all the selection with the two taels of silver Ling Jingxuan had earned. Looking at the two little buns’ filled with laughter, Ling Jingxuan vowed secretly that one day he would raise them into super stuffed meat buns, and the dandy rich second generation!
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 For half of his life, Qin Qing has been fighting in the entertainment circle. He gained fame and fortune but his body also collapsed.
 He was reborn and returned to the age of 18. He just wants to stay away from scumbags, earn some money, read books, enter university, and be a healthy and happy ordinary person.
 Who would have thought that not even two months of being an ordinary person he was caught by a film emperor.
 ……
 Qin Qing: Carefully work. Work hard to earn money.
 Film Emperor: Do what work. Give you a newly acquired company.
 Qin Qing: ……
 Qin Qing: Scheming? deceiving people? once again?
 Film Emperor: My person, who dares move you?
 Qin Qing: ???
 Qin Qing: Save money to buy a house.
 Film Emperor: Would you like a duplex with a 500 ft rooftop garden? Or river view villa?
 Qin Qing: ……
 Qin Qing: Carefully study. take the college entrance exam.
 Film Emperor: in those days, In the whole city, i was ranked in the top 100 in the college entrance exam. what question is hard, I will teach you.
 Qin Qing: I’m only eighteen!
 Film emperor: I know. the problem of age difference, I will overcome it myself.
 Qin Qing: ……
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 Su Zhihe was very pleased with his new small assistant, he looked pleasing to the eye and was good everywhere.
 Since he liked it a lot, Su Zhihe decided to let his iron tree bloom*. Eighteen years was not considered young , the age difference of a few years was just right.
 Not human?
 He can be a dog to chase his boyfriend.
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 This novel is also known as Daughter of the Male Protagonist
 As luck would have it, Luo Shuyan unintentionally found out that she’s a character from a male protagonist novel, and she happened to be the only child of the male protagonist.
 The male protagonist had intimate encounters with countless women. He rose from being one of the poorest to one of the richest in the entire kingdom. He was a man that was above all others.
 Well known to all, his only weakness was his dear daughter, who had sadly passed away early on in life. Even the female protagonist, who was placed at the pinnacle of his heart, didn’t dare to mention the name of his daughter.
 Luo Shuyan, who was destined to die early, was perplexed with the setting of the story.
 Additionally, she found out an even more intriguing fact — The mother and son duo who lived next door to her was the heroine and son from the novel, “Child Prodigy: Story of a Delicate Mama Fleeing with Her Child”.
 #A story where the male protagonist is my father. Plus, an unbelievably cliche side-story of my childhood best friend’s mother who ran away from home#
 #A melting pot of stereotypical plot points between male-centered and female-centered novels#
 #Sigh, what on earth is happening?#
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 The arrival of origin ability era. Many berserk beasts spawned. Humans with superpowers blooming like mushrooms. Su Hao is just an ordinary 3rd year high school student who had mastered a lowly grade origin ability named 
 “Model analysis”.
 However, when he was creating a character model in his mind by analyzing the opposing side’s ability, a crazy idea echoed in his mind. What would happen if he creates a model of the entire world? This would imply that he… would be like a God, controlling the world!
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 Qingyun was probably the only villain who suffered this much.
 For hundreds of years, a protagonist has always been barking at him and attempting to harm him, but just couldn’t kill him.
 When he spent his days bedridden like a dying man, his life was no better than that of the dead.
 People respected him, feared him, secretly cursed at him, but he just wouldn’t die!
 But he, the ultimate BOSS, has become an insignificant cannon fodder only to be manipulated and destroyed?
 That’ll never happen.
 A certain green-eyed man: Cutie, come into my arms.
 Qingyun: Heh heh, Lao Zi will teach you how to behave.
 *Ding* the world’s most ferocious little cutie has come online~
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 By some freak coincidence, Song Ci mistakenly consumed the blood of the Demon King, causing himself to become a demon too. A weak scholar…… forced to suffer in silence.
 What was even more tragic was that no matter where he went, demons would attack him from all directions braying for his blood, or they would squeeze his neck while interrogating him about his relationship with the Demon King.
 As such, Song Ci became an anti-fan of the Demon King. Regardless of who praised the Demon King, he would be the first to stand out and refute them.
 Song Ci fled for his life as he searched for the gate leading to the Demon Realm. Along the way, he clung on to the thigh of an influential man, and went to great pains to persuade him to slay the Demon King together with him and restore peace to the human world.
 Song Ci, “Sooner or later, I will skin the Demon King, rip the tendons off him, and drink his blood!”
 Rong Bai (smiling), “I admire the way you think.”
 Who knew that, after entering the demon realm —
 Tens of thousands of monsters bowed their heads and kowtowed to this thigh beside him and shouted “Long live the Demon King!”
 Song Ci was stunned.
 Rong Bai (smiling), “What did you say you were going to do when you came to the Demon Realm?”
 Song Ci, “It, it’s all a misunderstanding……”
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 It is said that all illegitimate children recognized by the boss can inherit a mountain!
 The difference is that other people inherit the golden and silver mountains,
 Li Guoguo inherited the real mountains. Fortunately, there are several.
 At the same time, heaven gave her a farming system. If you don’t farm, you’ll die!
 One day, a video introducing the tourist scenery of Taoyuan village was added to the live broadcast platform.
 There are clusters of fruit trees, magnificent waterfalls, beautiful scenery, quiet streams, and small animals.
 People: Liar! I’m in this city. It’s impossible to have this scenery in the wild mountains!
 Not long after, people said: Awesome..
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