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 Sui Yan's face is so thick that he even bends his eyes slightly towards the person, saying in his heart: "My mother, who is this person?"
 Before he could think of a reason, Haitang's voice came from outside the door: "Master, His Royal Highness and the Third Royal Highness are here."
 Sui Yan was taken aback, and then the door was arbitrarily opened. He looked back and saw a young man rushing in indifferently, looking like he was about to hack someone.
 Sui Yan blinked.
 Haitang complained endlessly, and quickly said, "His Royal Highness also saw him. Young Master, he really hasn't healed."
 Sui Yan immediately showed signs of weakness, coughed slightly, and said, "I have seen His Highness Three."
 His Royal Highness Duan Su had a cold expression, and there was still some undissipated childishness on his face. He was still a half-year-old but he first saw the clues of killing the fruit.
 He glanced at Sui Yan and frowned. Behind him was Song Xian, who had never been too busy since he was a child.
 Originally, Song Xian came and fell into the rock, but when he saw Sui Yan's visibly thin figure and pale face, his face suddenly sank, and he walked over and screamed: "Why have you lost so much? Is it weaker than before? Are those imperial doctors eating dry food? Waste!"
 As soon as Haitang saw Song Xian, he didn't give him a good face. Seeing that he had a posture of putting his hand on Sui Yan's shoulder, he rushed over, guarding Sui Yan very shamelessly and walked to the couch to sit, separating Song Xian. Hands.
 "My young master has not healed from a serious illness, so it's better for Young Master Song not to move."
 Song Xian: "..."
 Song Xian was anxious, but it was not easy to attack in the face of stubbornness, so he snorted and stopped talking.
 Sui Yan gave a dry cough and rebuked, "Begonia, don't be rude."
 Duan Zhisu kept staring at Sui Yan's pale face, and seeing him standing by the couch because he was afraid to sit down because of his identity, he hurriedly stepped forward and held his arm to let him lean on the couch, his voice said coldly: " Don’t move if you are in poor health. What were you doing just now when the cold wind was blowing by the window? Oh, you deserve to be sick for so long and haven’t healed."
 Duan Zhisu came from the outside, unavoidably bringing some chill on his body. When he got close, Sui Yan trembled with freezing. Then he took off the cloak that was soaked in coldness on his body and helped Sui Yan to lean on the couch. He pulled the quilt to cover him again.
 Sui Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
 Duan Zhisu's eyes were heavy, and he didn't speak any more, because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, he would be uncontrollable.
 Because Sui Yan has no one all the time, Sui Yan has been in the palace since he was a child, and grew up with Duan Zhisu. He has a deep friendship. Otherwise, according to Sui Yan's cool nature, he will not be in the court for Duan Zhisu. The Chinese authorities have counted so many years.
 Duan Zhisu looked at him with a faceless smile, and said coldly: "Thank you, but you tell me, why the body hasn't healed for so long, isn't it just a bit of cold?"
 Sui Yan said innocently, "Where do I know? I'm not an imperial doctor, but I'm drinking the medicine they prescribed."
 As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled laugh outside the door, and the ink-colored teenager was standing in front of the door, looking at him with a smile.
 Years of Yan was taken aback.
 Just now Haitang said that two guests came, and he recognized him, and this one was probably the crown prince who died in his youth, Duan Mingchong.
 Sui Yan hurriedly planned to get up and salute, but Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "Master Xiao Hou is ill, so you don't need to be polite."
 Duan Zhisu tucked the quilt he opened again.
 Duan Mingchong has a good temper and looks like a gentleman with a glorious moon. He smiled and said: "The father asked Gu to visit Master Xiaohou, and he happened to come together with Brother Sanhuang when they met at Cheng'anmen."
 According to legend, the prince was gentle, cautious, and favored by the emperor. As long as he didn't commit any major rebellion, the emperor would definitely belong to him in the ninety-five years. The blame is that he did not live to adulthood at all. He was ruined his life by a glass of poisoned wine.
 In his previous life, Sui Yan circulated around Duan Zhisu, and did not spend much time on Duan Mingchong, and because he died early and did not make much contact with him, only then did he not recognize who this person was.
 Duan Zhisu touched Sui Yan's forehead, and his attitude was so affectionate that Sui Yan shook unconsciously.
 In his opinion, the two hadn't seen each other for ten years, and they were close again when they were young. At this moment, being so close at first made him feel uncomfortable.
 Duanzhi's brows tightened: "Is it cold?"
 Sui Yan nodded and said with a smile: "It's cold, it's cold to death, looking at the face of the third majesty, I was trembling with cold."
 Duan Zhisu glared at him angrily, and said, "I will be my birthday in a while, and my father has allowed me to build a newly built prince mansion outside the palace. You can keep me healthy, don’t forget."
 When Sui Yan heard this, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at Duan Mingchong.
 If he remembers correctly, it was also on the birthday of Duan Zhisu that Duan Mingchong was jointly designed by the second prince and the fifth prince to die.
 Duan Zhisu saw that he was lost, and said coldly: "If I don't see you then, I will definitely let someone come and tie you over."
 Sui Yan immediately recovered and begged for mercy.
 Even in the previous life, he died under the poisonous wine of Duan Su, but he did not see the last side of that person with his own eyes, and still felt a little dreamy, which caused him to hate Duan Su no matter how much he now, but instead to the innocent Song. Xian's teeth tickled with hatred, and he couldn't wait to go up and beat him up.
 Song Xian was stared inexplicably by his almost biting gaze.
 There were too many things about the birthday, Duan Zhisu didn't sit for long, and Luo Li said with a cold face, and then left with Song Xian first.
 Sui Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
 Duan Mingchong has been sitting on the chair with grace, holding the tea made by Begonia and looking at Sui Yan with a smile, seeming to be very curious about him.
 The crown prince is obviously one year younger than Sui Yan, but the gaze looking at Sui Yan gives people a kind of pampering and pampering like watching a child messing around.
 Sui Yan trembled again, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, you have seen it before, is there anything else you can tell me to forget?"
 The crown prince said to Haitang, "Go and boil a bowl of medicine for your young master."
 Yan Yan's face turned green.
 Haitang didn't know why, but the crown prince didn't dare to obey the order and ran away quickly.
 When there were no other people in the room, Sui Yan collapsed and said, "His Royal Highness can let me go?"
 Duan Mingchong laughed and said: "I heard that the imperial physician in the palace was helpless with Xiao Hou Ye's illness. I was really wondering. I originally wondered if the group of people in the hospital neglected Hou Ye. This made you unhealed. When I came this time, I saw a good show."
 Duan Mingchong always has a gentle and gentle appearance, and Sui Yan is a self-familiar cheeky person. Seeing that Duan Mingchong has not exposed himself in the face of Duan stubbornness, he feels this People are really considerate, and their speech is not as restrained as before.
 "His Royal Highness is not wrong when you neglect this. The medicines prescribed by the imperial doctors are so bitter that people can grow grass. If I drink their medicine, I am afraid I will ascend to heaven sooner."
 Duan Mingchong put down the tea cup in his hand, and said softly: "Good medicine is bitter, Xiao Hou's daughter is a golden body, and there is no taboo to avoid doctors."
 With that said, Duan Mingchong seemed to remember something, frowned lightly, and suddenly said, "Is there something invisible to Master Xiaohou?"
 Sui Yan almost choked to death by his own saliva: "Huh? Huh...what?"
 Duan Ming Chong thought: "I saw you had been rescued a few days ago, but you jumped into the water without saying a word. Now you are so unwell, but you refuse to take medicine..."
 He was methodical and reasonable, and Sui Yan became more guilty-even though he didn't know what his guilty conscience was.
 Sui Yan explained with a smile: "That time, oh oh, that time, I thank His Royal Highness for saving my life. At that time, I was just a little confused in my mind, so I jumped down and took the medicine...er..."
 While talking, Haitang had already brought the medicine warmed in the small stove outside, put it down gently, and went down with eyesight.
 Duan Mingchong brought it to Sui Yan's small table personally, Sui Yan quickly said: "Your Majesty is troubled, I'll just do it myself."
 Duan Mingchong handed him the medicine and looked at him with a smile.
 Sui Yan was uncomfortable being seen, so he took a sip of the medicine and swallowed with difficulty.
 Before Duan Mingchong breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the face of the person in front of him suddenly turned pale, and all the medicine he had just drunk vomited out.
 The medicine bowl fell in Sui Yan's hand and spilled on the quilt.
 He leaned on the bedside, coughing violently, which sounded terribly, as if he was about to vomit his internal organs before giving up.
 Duan Mingchong seemed to be startled, and quickly stepped forward and patted Sui Yan's back lightly.
 After half a day, Sui Yan stopped coughing all over his body.
 Duan Mingchong said in amazement: "What's the matter with you?"
 Sui Yan coughed so much that his mouth was full of blood. He managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "The old problem is not in the way. I made my Royal Highness laugh, and hope that His Royal Highness will not tell the emperor about this, lest the emperor's uncle worry about me. "
 Duan Mingchong, the crown prince of a country, didn't even have much arrogance, and he didn't think it was dirty. He picked up the veil on the side and helped him wipe the stain on the corner of his lips.
 He finally saw that the person in front of him was not spoiled and arrogant, nor was he keen to seek death, he really couldn't drink the medicine.
 Duan Mingchong looked at his pale little face with cold sweat, frowned and said, "How long has it been like this?"
 Sui Yan was so angry that she said dumbly: "It's been half a month."
 Duan Mingchong frowned more tightly. He was so ill that he couldn't take medicine for half a month. How could his body stand it?
 No wonder his wrists hanging on the edge of the bed are so slender that he can circle all his hands when he looks at it.
 Sui Yan looked at the young man in front of him, he was obviously younger than him, and he wanted to look like an adult, and couldn't help but laugh.
 Duan Ming Chong said: "What are you laughing at?"
 Sui Yan shook his head and said, "This time on the birthday of His Royal Highness Three, is Your Highness going?"
 Duan Mingchong paused with his hand wiping his face, and said in doubt: "Brother Three Kings has already sent the post to the East Palace, so naturally he is going to go. Why did Master Xiaohou say this?"
 Sui Yan said in his heart that I couldn't directly say that it was your burial place. If you really said it, Duan Mingchong might think he was crazy.
 Sui Yan was born with a cold temperament, and this sentence was considered to be the limit when he mentioned it. Seeing that Duan Mingchong had no intention of listening to him, he closed his mouth and stopped talking.
 Duan Ming Chongjiu lived in the East Palace, and it was rare to come out once. After spending half an hour in Sui Yan's courtyard, he got up and left.
 Sui Yan Qiang held his body to send him until he left the corner, and then he retracted his gaze.
 Li Zhao walked out of the room and put a cloak on him, disapprovingly said, "Master Xiaohou, it's freezing cold outside, so go back and rest."
 Sui Yanxun shook his head: "The room is too boring, I come out to get some air, don't care about me."
 Li Zhao still wanted to say something, but seeing Sui Yan's thoughts on his mind, he left.
 Sui Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the knee-high snowfield outside the corridor, standing on the edge with a pillar on the side, kicking out with his feet.
 "This seems to be a little crazy?" Sui Yan thought boredly, "I can't solve the knot? It doesn't seem to be. It's because you look too open that you think the world is too boring."
 Sui Yan sighed quietly, "It's not worth it."
 Then he closed his eyes and rolled directly from the corridor into the snow, burying his entire body.
 There were not many people in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion. No one noticed that Sui Yan fell into the snowdrift. He was happy, and Wei Wei stared at the gloomy horizon with too much eyes.
 "It's so cold." Sui Yan said in his heart, then changed his mind. It seemed that death had always been so cold, and he was relieved.
 Chill climbed inch by inch, and just when Sui Yan finally felt that he was going to sleep forever, a hand suddenly stretched out of the snowdrift and pulled him up.
 Sui Yan's body was already weak, and he was caught off guard from being dragged out of the resting place. His eyes were so cold that he couldn't see clearly, and he could only vaguely see the darkness in front of him.
 Moments before he fell asleep, he heard Duan Mingchong's voice resounding through his ears.
 "Forget about returning home!"
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 Sui Yan spent his entire life, working hard for many years, to vindicate his master.
 Unexpectedly, in the end, his master gave him a glass of poisoned wine and he died tragically in a deserted courtyard.
 After he died, Sui Yan found that he had returned to his youth. Revenge and abuse…
 Huh? What? No revenge or abuse?
 Sui Yan: I think it’s good to laze around and enjoy life
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 A shocking design that took her for the first time. The once-loving and sweet love affair was ruined coldly. 
 “Since you are pregnant, get married. It just so happens that I don’t like you, and you don’t like me either.” 
 The cold and evil Yin Sichen casually dropped a contract: “We are just contracted couples.” 
 Gu Xixi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly the man who signed the contract ignored her resistance and declared his possession of the whole world. 
 Yin Sichen, what are you going to do? 
 Yin Sichen smiled evilly: “Wife, we should have a second child!”
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 Su Qingqing was being watched by a pervert.
 Yes, that man with a model figure and an immortal appearance that was all about women’s aesthetic points, however he was ruthless and refused to recognize her. He also successfully fooled her into a marriage with only ninety-nine yuan!
 It should’ve been that each takes what they need, it’s mutual benefit. Typically, everything should revolve around interests.
 But only watching her make a fool of herself, secretly letting her go, mocking her for being ugly without make-up! 
 Even worse, he squatted at her bedside one night.
 His handsome face was full of indignation.
 What do you mean by warding off evil spirits?
 What contraception??
 The man laughed wantonly, and there was no trace of cold air in him. “Darling, I missed you all night last night.”
 “Shut up! What are you trying to do?”
 The man hooks his lips, trapping the person under his body with an overwhelming advantage. His posture was very provocative.
 “What do you want to do…”
 Eh? Is it not enough to pay you back? Do I have to sleep with you??
 Su Qingqing’s heart trembled. “Go away, you pervert! Let go of me! If you have the ability, let go. Let…let’s fight!”
 “Fight? Then we can fight in bed.”
 “…”
 “Who shouts stop first is the loser, how about it?”
 He didn’t even give Su Qingqing the chance to regret, as the man kept her lips shut.
 Wuwu, this husband, she can’t stand it, can she give him away?
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 The whole life of Li Jingzhi could be concluded with one sentence: His ups and downs in life is all due to Si Luoming. When he was young, he dreamed to be a person like him…Till the end she finds that he hated her, especially when she “murdered” the one in his heart indirectly. Since then, he has never hidden his hatred for her. And then she knows her life has already been messed up all these years…
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 Baby, why don't you serve me tonight?
 Baby, since I'm yours, you are mine as well.
 His words are magnetic and seductive, making her heart race.
 The Han Family’s Han Luo is a beautiful, smart, and sensible child; everyone loves her. That aside, the friend of her elder cousin – who she affectionately calls ‘big brother’ – has his eyes set on her.
 Han Luo’s fondness for her big brother has grown over time, but as the fondness grew, so did his bullying. After all, it’s not his fault that he can’t control himself when she’s being all cute!
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 In her last life, everyone said that Su Ling had a good life, a matchless beauty born from a high family. Her father was the Great General of Zhen and her elder brother was a high official of the Supreme Court.
 She was married to Prince Jin as his consort and two years later she became the empress of Great Zhou.
 Nobody can compete with someone so honorable.
 Like this, in the first year of Yanxi era, Duke of Zhen deserted the army just before the war, and so, the Su family was accused of treason.
 Su Ling died in the back palace after giving birth to a son.
 When she opened her eyes again, she had become the daughter of a fifth-ranked grand scribe—Qin Shu.
 Waking up from the dream, although she will no longer be concerned about the fickle man, but she has no choice but to re-enter the palace once again for the child she had given birth to.
 On the day of the draft, the emperor leans against the Dragon Throne with drooped eyes and without a word while rubbing his eyebrows impatiently.
 Even while signing, he never lifts his eyes once.
 Until Qin Shu walks in, and with the exact same face as Empress Su, says: Wishing the emperor boundless happiness, good luck, and a long life.
 Up the throne, the emperor suddenly raises his head. He looks absent-minded and the tea cup falls to the ground.
 Desperately whispers: Ah Ling.
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 Ling JingXuan, a secret international doctor and killer. Can save people with one hand and kill with the other. Right or wrong, both paths without exception would cause people to be terror stricken. One morning he crossed over, with only four bare walls for a home and was also given two free stir fried little buns. Ling Jingxuan can’t help but be speechless.This life, can this pit be any bigger? 
 Yan Chengrui, Qing dynasty’s only prince with a title of General. On his first mishap on a mission, a good man forcibly became a slave wife. There was no one who was not disappointed from the imperial family. But, don’t know when slave wife learned it but poison concubine’s poison was incomparable, who dares to try to straighten him out? 
 “What? 30 Wen? You’re robbing from people, so expensive!” 
 One day of the month of a certain year, Ling Jingxuan takes the two little buns to the market to buy living necessities.These five year old little buns after hearing the price have to hold back their red faces. Fried little hands rigidly held onto the broken wallet, Ling Jingxuan suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears. Sons, we earned money but not spending it, don’t tell me its left for the foals? 
 At the end, it was obvious they carried two liang of silver. Stuff that was sold at the last minute were the cheapest. Seeing the smile of satisfaction from the little fried buns, Ling Jingxuan secretly vowed. One day he would develop them into super meat buns，a rich 2nd generation family!
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 As a senior Green Tea, Bi Ming recently became addicted to watching love variety shows and she found a very interesting phenomenon:
 As long as the girls are more popular and people can’t find any real black spots, they like to call them “Green Tea”.
 As long as you don’t like a girl, using “Tea” to describe the other party seems to be able to win back a city and humiliate her maliciously.
 No matter what the character of the girl is; innocent, lively, gentle, kind, or bright and generous, as long as they use the word “Tea” to label the other party, they can scold her to their heart’s content.
 “She is also green tea?” Bi Ming watched the sour netizens in the comment area jumping up and down to scold the most beautiful and well behaved girl in the show as ‘Green tea girl,’ and she couldn’t help sneering, “I still have too little knowledge.”
 Real green tea can make you cry without crying. As a green tea herself, Bi Ming was well versed in the ‘tea art’. Even if she changed men like she changes clothes, whenever she hooked her finger, someone will lick it. Moreover, she could also render the lemon essences who were jealous of her speechless.
 Just when she sighed, a light sphere calling itself the “Green tea system” appeared.
 “Congratulations on seeing through the essence and summoning this system.”
 “As we all know, ‘green tea’ has become the best way to stigmatize attractive girls in today’s society. ”
 “Some girls, who do not meet the standard of green tea at all, are framed as green tea and have no power to fight back, which greatly reduces the reputation of green tea.”
 “Ms. Bi Ming, as a senior green tea in this world, would you like to go to other worlds and let some ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well, who have wronged good people, experience the real tea art?”
 Bi Ming smiled lightly: “It sounds very interesting.”
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 Transmigrated into a novel after her death, Su Jin has an engagement with Lu Xi, the legendary and unrivaled male protagonist, that was arranged between their families. After the revelation of her identity as the adopted daughter swapped at birth, she had no right to the engagement; that belonged to her sister, the female protagonist. In fear of interfering with the novel’s ending, she avoids him… But why is he ignoring the female protagonist and chasing her instead!
 The Perfect Fiancé Code:
 1. Support his fiancée
 2. Unconditionally support his fiancée
 3. Protect his fiancée unconditionally regardless of who or whom is present
 Lu Xi felt that he should be able to accomplish this.
 Su Jin: QAQ, please don’t do this…. I’m supposed to be the cannon fodder sultry ex-fiancée that you were going to dispose of!
 Lu Xi: I have always been waiting for the moment that the 22-year-old Su Jin, you, would finally open her eyes.
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 Du Xiao Li, the legendary person all look up to, yet couldn’t ward off the ridiculousness of fate!
 Opening her eyes once again, the steady and calm her was still shocked senseless by her own withered little hands, and the leaking and windy rat infested surroundings before her eyes.
 Both parents dead, three meals uncertain, and her only property was this shabby house and a cute little big brother.
 What the hell is all this!
 Buying a mountain top, planting fruit trees, opening winery, fermenting fruit wine, and developing a supply chain. From then on, profits poured in from all sides, bringing along big brother to lay down a family fortune and become rich!
 Making close friends, kidnapping a prince, fighting villains, a peasant daughter can also live calling the wind and rain, laughing in face of the world!
 Oh? This little guy looks pretty good, come plant a fruit tree for me then! How about also set a kiddy engagement?
 With the roll of his eyes, the small child, who was currently being enslaved to plant trees gave her a cool turn of his back.
 One separation, several years later, seeing this tall, rich, and handsome emotionless prince tell her with an ice cold face that she and him were already engaged, and moreover have long sealed the deal with a kiss, letting her take responsibility. He really was that little handsome boy from before?!
 Du Xiao Li speechlessly look to the sky: I don’t want to be a princess consort! Can I get a refund?!!
 The cold face prince, with a face full of grievance: You said before that once sold, can’t be returned. A few years ago, I’ve already obediently gave myself to you. In these years I’ve always carefully obeyed your teachings, keeping myself pure for you. How can you heartlessly abandon me now?
 Du Xiao Li’s jaw was about to drop to the ground: Alright then, seeing that you’re this obedient, you can come home with me!
 A certain young master charmingly smiled: This husband shall comply!
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 His name is Gao Yang (高阳), not a lamb (羔羊: gāo yáng), okay! If a gentle sheep gets upset, it will bite. Believe it or not!
 Gao Yang a sheep in wolf’s clothes: Don’t come again! Otherwise, I will be rude! 
 Qin Shaoyan: Oh? Why not? 
 Gao Yang: I… I… won’t cook for you! 
 Qin Shaoyan: It doesn’t matter, just eat you. 
 Gao Xun: What if Dad dies after being eaten by Father? Waiting online, urgent!
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 The moment Chuci died in a car accident was bound by a merit system. From then on, only by doing good deeds and gaining merit can he prolong his life. 
 Chu Ci glanced at his ten-digit balance in Alipay, sighed, silently lowered his head and ate a piece of 51 packs of instant noodles. 
 After the meal, he gave the charity an anonymous payment of 10 million yuan. 
 If you have money, you cannot spend it for yourself. 
 When Chuci was eighteen years old, the critically ill old man of the Chu family didn’t know which of the tendons was wrong, so he suddenly took Chuci, the granddaughter who had been abandoned by them for many years, to go home. 
 The Chu family decided that Chuci’s return was to fight for inheritance. 
 Seeing Chu Ci, which totaled no more than one hundred yuan up and down, made the Chu family disgusted. 
 The servants at home wear more decent clothes than Chuci. 
 How could their family have such a desolate daughter? Still want to divide the Chu family’s legacy? no way! 
 In fact, Chuci had no interest in inheritance at all, because she couldn’t spend the inheritance. 
 What’s more, her own assets are more than those of the entire Chu family, and the legacy of Mr. Chu is not rare at all. 
 What Chu Ci was worried about was being able to eat and drink for free in the Chu family. 
 Because of the system’s regulations, if someone invites her to dinner, it doesn’t count as her expense, and no merit is deducted. 
 Then she won’t have to worry about her eating and sleeping problems. 
 Competing for property? nonexistent. 
 Chuci just wanted to make a salted fish in Chu’s family, and mix food and drink.
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 When you grow up, you’re mine.
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 Lu Feng, with her fiery character and short temper, only had one fatal weakness. That was the lukewarm and soft Xu Mu.
 There were so many youths in the capital, yet she took fancy to none of them. She instead sought after her newly arrived neighbor’s sweetie and secretly planned to kidnap him home.
 Until one day, the two became cousins…
 Lu Feng: … That nutrient-rich water cannot flow into someone else’s field!
 Xu Mu: =v=
 ~~~
 Xu Mu: What am I to you?
 Lu Feng: You are my sweetest candied fruit!
 ~~~
 In their previous life, Xu Mu and Lu Feng were married for only half a year when she died in battle. Xu Mu couldn’t bear the news of her death and followed her three days later.
 Who knew that after he died, time flowed backward and returned him to their childhood. Xu Mu sat on his bed, dazed. In this life, he needed to think of a way to first find his wife, then chase her with all his strength. Only until he made up their past life to her would he “leave”.
 Xu Mu: Last life, I didn’t love you enough. This life, I want to love you even more. Starting from innocent little childhood friends to the grey-haired and weak elderly, I will not let you go.
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