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 ﻿The sound of horse hooves echoed through the cobblestone streets of Paris, the city's late eighteenth-century charm apparent in every elegant building and archway they passed. Inside the horse-drawn carriage, Napoleon sat beside Ciela, his eyes fixed on the passing scenery, while Ciela's eyes were fixed on him. The soft breeze of the day carried the sweet aroma of fresh pastries from a nearby bakery, blending with the fresh floral fragrance of the streets.
 The carriage slowed as it approached the grand entrance of a clothing store, its facade a grand display of fashion and luxury.
 Ciela felt overwhelmed at the grandeur of the facade and hesitantly asked. "Master...isn't this place kind of expensive?"
 "I told you to not worry about the price, all I need is for you to look formal for our presentation later," Napoleon reassured her.
 They stepped out of the carriage and were greeted by a doorman dressed in a black suit, who held open the door for them. The store was bustling with activity, with elegant ladies perusing the latest styles and gentlemen admiring the craftsmanship of tailored suits.
 Napoleon led Ciela to a section of the store dedicated to women's clothing, his fingers running through the fabrics of the dresses on display.
 "What color do you prefer, Ciela?" Napoleon asked simply.
 Ciela's heart skipped a beat at the question. She had never had the luxury of choosing her own clothing before, let alone having her opinion valued by someone as important as Napoleon. She looked around the section, admiring the various colors and styles.
 "I'm not sure, Master," she replied softly. "I'm not really good at styles, why don't you choose for me?"
 Napoleon looked through the selection of dresses, running his fingers over the fabrics and examining the different styles. After a few moments, he picked out a casual blue dress made of soft cotton with delicate lace trim.
 "I think this will be perfect for you, Ciela," he said, handing her the dress.
 Ciela's eyes widened as she took the dress from him. It was simple, yet elegant, and she knew it would be comfortable to wear. "It's lovely, Master," she said, smiling gratefully at him.
 As they were browsing clothes, they were approached by a clerk, a middle-aged man with a warm smile on his face.
 "Bonjour monsieur, mademoiselle. How may I assist you?"
 "I already picked this dress for her."
 "Ah, I see," the clerk said, examining the dress. "It's a fine choice, sir. Would you like any accessories to go with it? Perhaps a hat or a pair of gloves?"
 "What color of gloves do you think would pair best with this dress?" Napoleon asked.
 The clerk considered the dress for a moment before responding. "I think a pair of white gloves would complement the dress nicely, monsieur."
 "Okay, we'll take that one."
 "Very well, monsieur. Now that is settled for the lady, how about you? Are you in need of anything else?" the clerk asked, turning his attention to Napoleon.
 Napoleon shook his head. "No, thank you. I'm fine as I am."
 The clerk nodded, bowing slightly. "Very well, monsieur. Perhaps you would want to see her in the dress? We have a dressing room reserved for our esteemed customers."
 Napoleon looked at Ciela, considering his suggestion. "That would be nice, it's best that I see how the dress fits her properly before we leave."
 Ciela nodded in agreement and followed the clerk to the dressing room.
 While he waited for their return, Napoleon looked around the store to pass the time. He checked the price tags and he couldn't help but be slightly shocked at their prices. They were expensive and only the nobility could afford it. Fortunately, the monetary reward from the Brienne-le-ChÃ¢teau had provided him with enough funds to splurge on Ciela without any worry.
 Two minutes later.
 Ciela emerged from the dressing room, her strawberry-blonde hair styled in loose waves cascading down her back. The blue dress hugged her slender frame in all the right places, the soft cotton fabric draping elegantly over her developing curves. The delicate lace trim along the neckline and hem added a touch of sophistication to the simple design.
 Napoleon's eyes widened in awe as he looked at her. He couldn't believe how stunning she looked in the dress. Her blue eyes sparkled with excitement as she twirled around, the skirt of the dress swishing around her ankles. Despite her young age of thirteen, Ciela had a certain grace and elegance that belied her years. If given four or five years, she would definitely be a beauty to behold, he thought to himself.
 "How do I look, master?" Ciela asked, striking a charming pose as she held up the hem of her dress.
 "You look good," Napoleon said stiffly, trying to stop his cheek from tugging his lips to form a smile.
 "Eh? That's all?"
 Napoleon chuckled at her playful pout. "What do you want me to say? I gave you my comment and there it is."
 Ciela smiled, "I was hoping for something a little more elaborate."
 "I think fewer words would be fine," Napoleon said and turned to the clerk. "The dress was beautiful, where can I pay?"
 The clerk led Napoleon to the cash register, ringing up the total for the dress and gloves. Napoleon didn't even flinch at the price as he handed over a few notes of the Brienne-le-ChÃ¢teau reward. After the transaction was complete, Napoleon and Ciela stepped out of the store, the crisp Parisian air greeting them.
 As they walked back to the carriage, Napoleon noticed the way heads turned to look at Ciela, their eyes following her every move.
 "For god sake, she is thirteen, what's the problem with those men?" Napoleon thought to himself as he helped her board the carriage.
 Ciela noticed the way Napoleon's expression had changed and looked at him quizzically. "Is something wrong, master?"
 Napoleon shook his head, smiling reassuringly at her. "No, nothing's wrong."
 "Where to monsieur?" the coachman's voice sounded from the front of the carriage.
 "University of Paris," Napoleon replied, settling into his seat beside Ciela.
 "Okay then,"
 the coachman said as he flicked the reins and the carriage began to move.
 Ciela leaned back against the plush velvet seat, the rustling of her dress filling the quiet carriage. She looked out the window, taking in the sights and sounds of Paris. There she noticed the mood seemed somber like it lacks the usual vibrancy and liveliness that Paris was known for. Ciela couldn't quite put her finger on why, but she sensed a certain tension in the air.
 Napoleon noticed Ciela's expression as she looked out the window. "Is everything alright, Ciela?" he asked, concerned.
 "I don't know," Ciela replied, still gazing out the window. "It's just that the city seems different somehow. It's like everyone's worried about something."
 Napoleon nodded in agreement. "Yes, the economic situation in France has been difficult lately. It's affecting the mood of the people."
 Ciela looked at Napoleon, surprised. She had never heard him talk about the economy before. "What's wrong with the economy?"
 "Well, to put it simply, France is in a lot of debt. We've been spending more than we can afford, and it's catching up to us. The government is struggling to balance the budget, and the people are feeling the effects. Prices for goods and services have gone up, and many people are struggling to make ends meet."
 Ciela listened intently, trying to understand. "But why did France spend so much in the first place?"
 Napoleon sighed. "There are a lot of reasons, but one of the biggest is our involvement in the American Revolution. We supported the American colonists in their fight for independence from Britain, which cost us a lot of money. And then there's the fact that the French monarchy has been spending extravagantly for years. Not to mention the fact that the nobilities pay little to no taxes. Sooner or later, it will blow up in their faces."
 "I see..." Ciela mumbled.
 "Well, let's not worry about it, it's not our job. We have to get ourselves ready for the presentation."
 "You are right," Ciela said, and silence fell over the carriage.
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 In an unfortunate twist of fate, Adrian, a man from the 21st century, is accidentally killed by the Goddess of Fate. As recompense for her mistake, she grants Adrian a second chance at life in an alternate world. Upon awakening, Adrian is startled to find himself surrounded by a setting reminiscent of eighteenth-century Europe. It quickly becomes apparent to him that he has been reincarnated as none other than Napoleon Bonaparte, the indomitable figure who once ruled over Europe for two tumultuous decades.
 Disclaimer:
 This work of fiction explores a speculative narrative in which the protagonist is reborn as Napoleon Bonaparte and embarks on a journey to power, encountering both historical and fictional characters. While the story draws inspiration from the life and historical context of Napoleon Bonaparte, it is important to note that the events, interactions, and outcomes portrayed in this work are entirely fictional and should not be interpreted as a reflection of real historical events.
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 Yin Mingyu 007 worked until she was bald, and still could not afford to buy a one hundred square foot apartment in the first tier cities.
 After her sudden death, she transmigrated through to the Chengye Dynasty and was a shu daughter of the Yin family in Jiangnan. Once liberated, she just wanted to do nothing but eat and wait to die as a salted fish.
 House fight? It has nothing to do with her. Isn’t it nice to lie down?
 Compete for favor? It has nothing to do with her. Isn’t it nice to lie down?
 Looking for a good future? It has nothing to do with her. Isn’t it nice to lie down?
 However, her older di sister who married the Xie family in Jiangnan passed away. Her di mother, because of her young grandson, chose Yin Mingyu after circling around in the courtyard.
 Being a new wife was difficult, being a stepmother was even harder.
 Yin Mingyu was never afraid of the di mother and spoke directly, “I don’t want to.”
 The di mother also directly expressed her opinion: Not willing doesn’t work.
 Yin Mingyu: “……then whatever.”
 Anyway, she always lies flat. She will marry over in the future. Don’t blame her for just looking after her own happiness and interests.
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 After chasing the novel “Fei Bai”, Tao Jingyi was wailed by the setting that the hero is the villain. 
 Until she transmigrated into Su Xiyan, the heroine’s tendon broken with sixteen swords in this book, she really cried.
 In the original book setting: 
 In front of people, he is a gentleman who is dignified and gentle like jade, the “double master of piano and sword”; 
 Empress, he is a ruthless and frightening “ghost boy”;
 Duan Feibai, who is both the hero and the villain, has always taken revenge and paid back a hundredfold, 
 So in the original book, Su Xiyan was made into a doll after being shaved 160 times by Duan Feibai!
 Tao Jingyi: Forget it, I’d better escape for a while. 
 Hey, but why did the hero collapse after seeing her “dead”? 
 What the hell is the “beloved wife” on the tomb? 
 It must be that she is reading the novel in the wrong posture!
 Tao Jingyi (beeping in a low voice): Hey, hero, your design is broken! 
 Duan Feibai (voice hoarse): There are more severe collapses, do you want to try?
 What to read: 
 1. The heroine is soft and sweet (silly and sweet?) 
 2. There are big men in women’s clothing haunting 
 3. There are other travelers
 Content tags: Enmity between the rivers and lakes, a match made in heaven, traveling through time and space, wearing books 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
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 Su Xin was a world-class hitman. One day, she died in a disaster and was bound to the Fate Trading System to change other people’s destiny and increase her own life span.
 Brothel prostitute: I want to become the first beauty of the Four Countries!
 Imprisoned Mermaid: I want to return to the deep sea and become queen!
 Adorable Loli: My elder sister is not human, kill her!
 Miss Republic of China: Don’t let older brother be extremely infatuated with third aunt!
 Su Xin: Your circle is really messy…
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 Chen Jiu didn’t realize until his death that his short life was a joke designed by that couple of dogs and men.
 In the first rebirth, he vowed to keep what belonged to him, and let the dog and the man and the dog suffer the consequences.
 However, how could the fool who he planned to marry was different from the impression he had in mind? What about the fool? Who is this sly fox in front of you? Also, why does it seem that everyone is afraid of him? He obviously didn’t do anything heinous!
 Others: The beautiful guy in Shuilian Village is not easy to mess with, even if you don’t please, don’t offend him, whoever offends, absolutely can’t eat!
 Zhao Chen exchanged a pack of skittles from the space for his little husband, a smile flashed under his eyes, and his fame and merit were hidden deep in his eyes.
 Remarks: 
 Serious and calm, black belly cross attack x always wanted to blacken the sweetheart who has never blackened successfully, rebirth and suffer 
 There are small buns in the later period
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 Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, the supervisory censor Zhu Chen got involved and deliberately angered Zhu Yuanzhang, almost losing his life. 
 However, he also activated the god-level drama-watching system as he wished. By watching short videos, you can watch all dynasties. 
 Collect the emotional values of emperors, generals and ministers and exchange them for rewards. 
 The incident of brushing the sand dunes, Zhao Gao and Li Si corrected the edict, and the First Emperor was furious 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: Neither eunuchs nor prime ministers are good people. Sooner or later we will abolish the prime minister system. 
 After the Seven Kings Rebellion, Liu Bang was furious 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: Our children and grandchildren will never kill each other 
 The Battle of Jingnan came, Zhu Yuanzhang was slapped in the face, and became angry: Fourth brother, come here, we will kill you, this traitor. 
 Riding the Xicheng-Chengdu High-speed Railway, Zhuge Liang burst into tears: I have traveled a lifetime in just three hours. 
 The bloody battles at Changjin Lake, Tieyuan, and Shangganling made flower growers of all dynasties shed tears. 
 … 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: My son Zhu Chen is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and can pass on the spirit of flower planting. 
 Zhu Xiongying: Uncle, I want to fight the Japanese pirates 
 Xu Miaoyun: Husband, what is learning a foreign language?
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 Fang Xing wore it with two warehouses!
 Others pass through with a domineering spirit, but Fang Xing just wants to farm!
 “I just want to live leisurely in this era!”
 Sitting on the spoiled wives and concubines, I teach a few disciples by the way, and try to get them to climb up, so that they can be their backers!
 But who thinks that the disciple is a little unreliable, it turns out to be…
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 In the 21st century, divine physician Qian Jiujiu was targeted by a bomb when she was rescuing soldiers in the battlefield. Because of the bomb, she crossed the to a new state and became the second daughter of concubine in Qian familiy. Because the taoists asserted that she would “curse parents”. Therefore, she was sent to village outside capital for 16 years not long after rebirth. This time, her father took her home, just to let her marry Mu Yexiao instead of her lineal sister.
 Who is Mu Yexiao? The sixth prince of the state, the favorite prince of the emperor. Because he was injured in the battlefield, his legs were disabled, and he was unable to bear children. In anciet time, he also failed to seek effetive medical treatment. The royal family decided to marry the legitimate daughter of Qian families to Mu Yexiao, in order to drive away bad luck.
 However, as a modern doctor who combines traditional Chinese and Western medicine, Qian Jiujiu won’t obedient to fate? She used her wonderful medical skills to heal the Mu Yexiao’s disabled legs, hoping this prince could support her. But who knows he was very shrewd! Who yielded to whom? It’s difficult to say.
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 In Da Qin, he awakens to the storyteller system. The opening story explains ‘Young Song Xing’. 
 ………… 
 Jiang Muyun traveled to Daqin, awakened the storyteller system, and became a storyteller in an inn. 
 As long as you tell stories, you can get various rewards. The higher the popularity, the greater the rewards! 
 "My destiny is up to me and not to God. First kill the Bodhisattva and then the immortal!" 
 "The little monk didn't want to become a Buddha, but the Buddha wanted to become me!" 
 "The young man is drinking wine, and the flowers are angry and the horse is angry. In front of the flowers and under the moon, he sings to the wine." 
 "I will enter Xiaoyao with one shot and help you regain your position as the Dragon Rider of the Apocalypse!" 
 "There is a saying in Buddhism that all appearances are false. So what do Taoists say? All appearances, except for little fairies, are false." 
 ……… 
 Wei Zhuang: "This person actually knows me better than my senior brother!" 
 Yan Lingji: "Sir, you are very charming. I would like to give you a dance as a gift!" 
 Zu Long: "Well said! It should be rewarded!"
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 This is the story of a smart and beautiful young lady Yuan, who step by step conquered Chang’an’s number one golden bachelor, and make him to go from “totally ignore” to “punching his own face every day”.
 Yuan Ci Xian dreamed that she was given death by the old emperor many years later and became a bridge stone.
 Waking up and remembering the fear of being under the sole of feet of others, she was determined to find a backer.
 After being pointed out by a certain advisor to “cater to other people’s preference”, Yuan Ci Xian picked up the brush and wrote a love poem for the future Imperial Teacher to show her infatuation.
 When Lu Shiqing saw the poem, he vomited three liters of blood, and angrily rushed into the boudoir of Yuan Mansion.
 He taught her to cater to other people’s preference, but she actually thought he like poetry?
 Obviously what he like is…!
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 Shen Yu was sincerely in love. For that person’s sake, Shen Yu ignored his illness-ridden body and plotted to overthrow the tyrant. It was only after Shen Yu died that he learned the truth. He was a character in a book, and the man he loved only viewed him as a stand-in for the protagonist. To pave the way for that couple’s happiness, Shen Yu lost everything.
 After he was reborn, the sickly Shen Yu was so done with that.
 As for that man, whoever wanted him could have him.
 Shen Yu took his half-brother’s place and became the male concubine of the tyrant. The tyrant didn’t like men anyway, and Shen Yu didn’t have much time left. Since he was going to die, he might as well go to the palace to sit around and wait for death.
 After entering the harem of the tyrant everyone feared, Shen Yu ate and drank without a care in the world.
 The tyrant, with a green silk cape and crimson eyes, didn’t hide his hostility. He grabbed Shen Yu by the neck. “You’re not afraid to die?”
 Shen “Just get it over with” Yu felt a little excited. “Are you going to kill me now?”
 Tyrant: “? ? ? ? ?”
 Shen Yu entered the palace expecting to die, but he waited and waited and waited. In the end, the officials petitioned to make him the empress, and the tyrant cured his deadly illness.
 Shen Yu: “…”
 Shou: jumps frantically up and down on the gong’s bottom line but never dies
 Gong: all he can do with the shou is lower his bottom line again and again
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 Lin Kai traveled to the fusion world of special forces, obtained the system, and became the captain of the Cobra Special Commando! In the Spring Thunder Confrontation Exercise organized by the military region, Lin Kai will face off against the long-famous Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade! Lei Kenming: "Don't you Langya usually bark very fiercely? Why did you lose your temper after being beaten by Lin Kai?" He Zhijun: "This kid is the most cunning, vicious and hateful guy I have ever seen...
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 Lu Zheng had transmigrated into a baby in a swaddle. She wondered if she should laugh or cry.
 What? She was abandoned to a peasant family by her biological parents again?
 It was time to cry this time!
 So what if it were a peasant family? As long as her heart was set, she could still lead the splendid life that she wanted! 
 However, she was not prepared for what lay ahead of her. Because of a secret which she accidentally overheard, she was forced by an unscrupulous young neighbor to leave her foster parents and hometown together with him. Since then, her future was accompanied by challenges and things kind of sidetracked from what she had planned.
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