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 The cave is full of red yarn and red silk, and the bright lights are bright, which looks very festive.
 Yan Ye went to the inner room and saw that Hua Ling was sitting upright with a red hijab, and the mother-in-law, who was waiting beside him, saw him coming and gave a gift. Yan Ye waved her hand and ordered them to step down.
 Soon, only two of them were left in the huge house. There was silence for a while, with the occasional crackle of burning candles.
 Yan Ye looked at the man near him, with a sneer on his face. This Kanguo government is the man of King Zhao. The mother of King Zhao is now the successor. This successor and the younger sister are the relatives and sisters of a milk compatriot, and the mother of the prince who was killed fifteen years ago.
 Therefore, if this marriage is not a bit nasty, I'm afraid the fool will not believe it!
 Ban Yan was planning to turn around and go out, and then he heard a "grumbling", and then looked at his princess, his hands quickly covering his stomach.
 "Yes, I'm sorry." Unlike the cry that I heard during the day, the voice is clear and translucent, with the cleanliness of the young man, and the voice is a little small, I can't hear it without careful listening.
 "Hungry? There is a snack on the table. Come and get it by yourself." The feast turned up with a little interest. He thought that the new princess would complain like tears during the day that he came back too late and made himself hungry.
 "Me, I have a hijab on my head. See, I can't see the way." The voice was still small, with some vibrato, was this scaring?
 The feast was thought for a while, and the marriage has become a right and left. Yan Yan did not expect that he would cover the hijab, nor was he ready to weigh the rod. He just stepped forward and lifted the hijab with his hand.
 Hua Ling lowered her head and could not see her appearance.
 "Well, you can eat it by yourself." Yan Ye didn't have that curiosity and asked him to look up to see what he looked like.
 Hua Ling grasped the clothes with both hands and rubbed the ground a little bit. As soon as the **** left the bed, she leaned forward suddenly. Fortunately, Yan Yan quickly hugged him with her eyes.
 "Ah-" He shouted in horror because of the change, and saw that he fell into a warm embrace, all the way to the tip of his ears.
 "More, thank you." Hua Ling stood up from the arms of Yan Yan, "I'm so useless. My legs are soft after sitting for a while."
 Only then did Yan Ye see his appearance clearly. Hua Ling had a face that was more beautiful than a woman, but she did not have a hint of femininity, which would not make people mistake him for a woman. Especially those big round eyes added a little innocence to this face. Pulling him down a few years, he looked like a fifteen or six year old.
 The feast banished God, not that he was deceived by beauty, but he did not expect his princess to look so beautiful. The doubt in this heart deepened.
 "Anyway," Ban Ye saw him standing still, and asked, "Can you leave yourself?"
 Hua Ling answered carefully, "Yes, yes."
 Hua Ling had already reached the table, and Yan Ye wanted to leave again.
 "Brother——" Hua Ling's crisp voice came from behind.
 brother? No one has ever called him his elder brother, but he is only called his brother.
 Banyan turned her head and asked in confusion: "What else?"
 "Brother, don't you eat?" Hua Ling looked at him with a plate of snacks, his eyes blinked and he was full of longing.
 "I don't eat, you eat it." Yan Yan tried not to look at those eyes.
 "But you can't eat it unless you eat it." Hua Ling's eyes suddenly became a little disappointed, and her mouth narrowed.
 The feast said: "You eat it yourself, don't worry about me."
 Hua Ling asked: "Brother, aren't you hungry?"
 I do n’t think so, but this is indeed a bit hungry. After a long day of toss, although there was a wedding banquet just now, he ate and drank a few glasses of wine, and did not eat any other bite.
 It seemed that he saw the hesitation of Yan Yan, and Hua Ling went up and pulled his sleeve gently: "Brother, sit down and eat with me."
 I don't know if he is really hungry, or if Hua Ling looks too poor. In short, the feast followed him to the table.
 Hua Ling picked a few delicious snacks and brought them to the party: "Brother, you eat."
 After seeing the banquet eaten, he happily took his leftover snacks and ate them.
 Yan Ye looked at the two of their pastries and asked, "How are we two different?" Obviously, Hua Ling gave him a lot better than he left himself.
 Hua Ling was busy putting down the half-bitten snack and swallowing the contents of her mouth. This is what she said: "The delicious thing should be left to my brother, and it's the same in my house."
 "In the house? Aren't you just your brother?" Yan Ye didn't have a good impression of Hua Qiancheng, even with the belief that the children of the Hua family were all kind of spoiled, unintentional son-in-law, but did not expect that the little princess he had married was quite Be polite.
 "My mother said that good things should be given to parents and brothers and sisters." Hua Ling said scrupulously, this mother refers to Yang.
 Yan asked curiously, "What kind of is yours?"
 "Of course it was the father, mother, brother and sister who picked the rest."
 "Don't you feel wronged?"
 Hua Ling glanced at him in surprise: "Don't my brother know the story of Kong Rong getting pears?"
 The feast was stunned by him, and then smiled: "Of course I know."
 "You are older than me, and I am younger than you, so good things are for you. And my brothers and sisters are younger than me. As an older brother, I should let them." Hua Ling said, This eye looked again at the snack on the table.
 "Hurry up." Yan Yan took a bite first, and Hua Ling saw that he had eaten, then picked up the cake and took a bite. After eating five or six in a row, it seemed to be full, and poured a cup of tea before the feast: "Brother, please use tea."
 Yan Ye took a sip, and he poured himself a drink, and then stared at Yan Ye with big eyes.
 The dinner party did not rush away: "Your mother, do you often teach you something?"
 "Yeah!" Hua Ling didn't seem to be as restrained as she was just now. "She can teach me a lot of things, I can do everything like piano, calligraphy, painting, and textiles."
 The feast frowned. The piano, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy were reasonable, but what about textiles and clothes? Isn't this what women should learn?
 "Brother, look, the pattern on this hijab was embroidered by me one stitch at a time." Hua Ling Xianbao presented the red hijab with his hands to the feast, with pride in his words.
 The banquet took a look, and this red hijab was embroidered with a picture of a tadpole, and the embroidery was exquisite and beautiful. The red hijab is also embroidered with a circle of gold silk, which looks elegant and luxurious. He didn't pay attention to the red hijab originally, it was only embroidered by the people of the Kangle Government, but it was from Hua Ling's hand.
 Yan Ye looked up and saw Hua Ling looking at him with a look of praise, and coughed softly: "Quite, pretty."
 "And the suit I wear is also made by myself." Hua Ling said, "When I was a child, my mother often told me that I must let me learn the female red, so that I would not be caught when I came to my husband's house. Disgusting. "
 Banyan frowned slightly, when you were young? often? This is never thought of marrying him?
 The style of the wedding dress was the same as that of Hua Ling. The wedding dress of Yan Ye was made in the palace. He thought that Hua Ling also did it. He did not expect that even the clothes were made by himself.
 "You—" the feast halted again and asked, "Have you learned horseback archery?"
 "Never learned," Hua Ling shook her head, and smiled and said, "My mother said that I don't need to learn that, those are too hard, and the pain is enough for my brothers to eat. Although my mother is not my mother, but It hurts me and I can't bear to suffer a little bit. "
 "Then how do you read your book?" Yan Yan asked again.
 "Well," Hua Ling replied, "can write poetry."
 The feast said, "Listen to that poem."
 "What to do first?" Hua Ling's eyes glanced around the room. "Yes, today is our day of great joy, I will make a song on this subject."
 Hua Ling gently whispered and started to write poetry—
 "There is a big happy event today."
 The tea in the mouth almost spit out the tea.
 "My brother and I are close."
 Banyan took a deep breath and listened as he continued to read.
 "Since then we have one heart."
 "Hmm ..." The last sentence seemed to be a bit stuck, Hua Ling frowned, frowned, and thought for a moment, "Eun Ai has been loving for hundreds of years."
 After the poem was finished, Hua Ling didn't forget to ask, "Brother, how am I doing this poem?" Although I asked, my face was full of confidence.
 "No, not bad." Looking at his smiling face, the feast praised with ambiguous conscience.
 "My mother also said that my poems are good," Hua Ling, who was praised, smiled even more happily. "She often praises me, and she also said that her younger brother's poems were too complicated to be as good as mine."
 "The Master thinks so too?"
 "In the beginning, a master said that my poetry was not good. My mother said that he didn't have much knowledge. He mistakenly discarded him, and then he was kicked away. Then he invited a master to come back. Then. "
 "Then your mother didn't say when you can take the imperial examination?" Yan Yan continued. "After all, after all, the book was read so well, it should have served the court earlier."
 Hua Ling said: "The mother said that I don't need to test any merit, and that this seat of the leisure and grandfather will be mine in the future. As a companion like a tiger, it is better to just be a grandfather who is at ease."
 Having said that, Yan Yan already knows what she wants to know. So clever woman, so vicious.
 The little princess was blinking at him with pretty big eyes, wondering what she was thinking. Banyan sighed silently, really a poor little fool.
 Yan Ye unloaded a lot of defense from Hua Ling, but he wasn't completely defenseless, he still needed to observe it later.
 At first the feast decided to be a husband in name only, and Xu Shi's same experience of bereavement made him reluctant. Two decisions were made in the heart of the feast: if you hide mischief, I will get rid of it quickly; if you are as innocent as you see, I will let you go home if you find a good person in the future.
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 Born in the royal family, Yan Shi has too many things that he is helpless toward.
 Doesn’t matter whether he is willing or not, he has already been dragged into the battle for the throne.
 But above him there’s a father who detests and rejects him, and below him there are brothers watching him like a tiger watches its prey.
 Yan Shi’s every step is filled with uncertainty, afraid that with one wrong move, he would lose everything.
 But just as he was about to rein in the net, his stomach actually got bigger!
 Help: We’re in the midst of fighting for the throne, what should I do with my big stomach? How do I ensure no one discovers it?
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 Gu Xingshen! Your sister grabbed my man, you helped your sister grab my man! Your family is not anything good!
 “My sister owes you, I will pay you.” “How will you pay for it!”
 “Me”
 “…” Later, this guy not only lost himself, but also included a little sticky bun……
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 She is the 21st century best secret agent, died after a plane crash and transmigrated to a dysnasty not found in history. Not to mention being reincarnated as an infant, to suffer repeatedly by being framed by the Madame, bullied and humiliated by the Shu daughters, years of patience only for the sky to strike.
 The number one landlord in the country? Jiang Hu’s hard to get a hold off and can barely catch a glimpse off ghost doctor? A patriarchal clan of saints who was supposed to be extinct a thousand years ago? Which one is really her?
 He is the Tianfeng Dynasty’s most capable prince, and at the same time the most beloved son of the emperor. He is cold, he is ruthless, he is cruel, he is bloodthirsty, and he treated women as clothing. Everyone knows that he is heartless, but nobody knows that he has been in love before.
 He was a man who has been silenced, her lover from a thousand years ago. A thousand years of entanglement, willing to give everything, just to exchange for that one beautiful woman’s smile.
 “Who are you?’
 ” I’m your husband.”
 “You think I’m three years old? My husband looks better than you.”
 “I’m your husband 1,000 years ago.”
 The woman, petrified, carefully asked, “How old are you this year?”
 “2,220 years old.”
 “Get the hell out! Bastard!! 2,220 years old!! Why don’t you say your dad was 12,000 years old?”
 “My father is in fact this age, you still remember.”
 “…”
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 Shi Jiaojiao was a novelist who specialized in abusive stories. She was unintentionally electrocuted one night while staying up late to write more dog-blood. She was ens*aved by the reader’s complaint system. To survive, she had to travel in all of her books and perform assignments.
 In the first book: Shi Jiaojiao transmigrated to a vicious white lotus that caused the second male lead to go blind.
 Shi Jiaojiao: Damn, did I write this story! What’s going on!
 The second book: She was transmigrated as a young vicious wife who took away the male lead’s sole remaining properties after he was gravely injured and went bankrupt, causing him to postpone treatment and end up spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
 Shi Jiaojiao: What is the title of this book?! This is impossible!
 The third book: She was transmigrated as a scumbag woman who abandoned her son and family. She was greedy for wealth and coveted the position of a concubine. From the depths of hell, the spirit of the husband who perished on the battlefield crawled back.
 Shi Jiaojiao: This must not have been written by me! Woo woo. I want to go home.
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 Qiu Jin transmigrated into a book once again.
 Last time, he transmigrated into an omega with pheromones that could make people go crazy. This time the heavens were merciful and finally had him transmigrate into an alpha. Moreover, it was the sexiest alpha in the entertainment circle.
 Unfortunately, it was a cannon fodder.
 The main gōng in the original book was Ji Shenxiao, an aloof tyrant CEO. He was alpha to the max. His self-control was so strong that no matter how omegas tried to seduce him, he would remain unmovable like a mountain. Until he met the protagonist omega shòu, which activated his second vein and turned him into the fiercest gōng dog.
 And Qiu Jin was the cannon fodder alpha that competed with Ji Shenxiao. Arrogant and despotic, he tried to forcefully take, and grandly lost. He challenged the protagonist’s bottom line again and again. In the end, his gland was destroyed, and his family fell into destitution.
 In this regard, Qiu Jin expressed that he would not be a toxic alpha male, so protagonist you go scram. However, humans could not defy the fates, and just when Qiu Jin was striving to become a high-quality alpha, the pheromones that made all the alphas go crazy in the last world came back!
 At that moment, he saw the protagonist gōng suppressing his desires till his eyes were red, and his pheromones went out of control.
 Qiu Jin swallowed: “Bro, let’s talk this out…”
 The alpha squeezed the back of his neck, his voice hoarse: “But I prefer to do it directly.”
 Love rivals become lovers. Alpha becomes omega.
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 A piece of divorce paper sent Xia Xinghe into a state of destitution. However, a car accident later, she transformed into a professional hacker with more money than she could ever spend. All those that have belittled, bullied and laughed at me, please line up, I’ll show you what the meaning of face-slapping is! Wait, wait, wait. That guy over there, the ex-husband that I no longer have any relations with, don’t cut in line. What, you want to help me face-slap these people? “Not only that I will help you face-slap myself!” The wickedly handsome man with billions of dollar in estate raised his own palm to slap his own face without reservation!
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 “It’s fine, everything can be restarted.”
 Gu Huanyue opened her eyes slowly and a smile shown on her face.
 In her previous life, she was betrayed by her relatives and missed the right one eventually.
 Now that the god gave her another chance, she must regain all her lost and let those people who hurt her pay the price.
 This time, her business was developed and expanded so quickly with the help of her super EQ &amp; IQ.
 She became the most shining and rich one. All kinds of handsome men were attracted by her beauty and became her loyal followers.
 However, she won’t never forget that man. A guy who truly love her so much.
 He: “Huanyue, would you like to marry me?”
 She: “Why did he not follow my plan? But yes, I do.”
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 Chen Chao dreamt of becoming a powerful immortal cultivator, flying on his sword and vanquishing enemies with daoist magic. His hopes were dashed when he discovered that he had absolutely no talent for immortal cultivation. 
 Refusing to submit to his fate, Chen Chao joined the ranks of countless other talentless martial artists and embarked on the path of martial cultivation, a path scorned by the immortal cultivators. 
 In this era of strife where martial cultivators, immortal cultivators, and demonic cultivators wrestled for hegemony, Chen Chao will either rise to the top or fall into eternal damnation.
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 Ren Zhouyuan, who loves to study Chinese culture since childhood, has never imagined that his own life would one day be subverted by a foreigner.
 Not only do these foreign devils not love the Chinese, but they also scoff at him, looking at his eyes like watching a fool.
 After getting drunk, Ren Zhouyuan is for no reason pregnant with a ball, and actually gave birth to a child as a man. This kid is blonde; almost do not have to verify who he is from the “handwriting.”
 Ren Zhouyuan does not want to make that arrogant foreigner part of his life, but after fate tied them tightly together again, he found that there was a big difference between this man and the arrogant fighting nationality he imagined.
 Leonid: Honey, what does ” Jijiwai Wai*” mean? 
 Ren Zhouyuan: Refers to people like you 
 Leonid: But I’m not chirping ah …
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 The chief female forensic investigator, Ran Yan was secretly killed by her assistant. Unexpectedly, she was reborn in the years of the Tang dynasty. After experiencing a narrow escape, she fled from Jiangnan to Chang’an. Although, Chang’an was at the beginning of its flourishing period under the Li family’s Tang dynasty, various princes were vying for the throne by using all kinds of strategies. This was the dark days of the imperial court, where one needed to walk on a tightrope as one’s life was as powerless as an ant. The Xiao family controlled a large amount of wealth so inevitably they also became involved in the conflicts.
 After arriving in Chang’an, she discovered many suspicious incidents: the original owner had unexplainable amnesia but his family was indifferent. She once again saw the orchid shaped clay inkstone, a valuable object that her mother has given her in modern times. Hence, could it be that she can time travel back? In order to survive in the Tang dynasty, she displayed her strong spirit and willpower by learning medicine from a doctor, pretended that she benefited from being sick on how to cure diseases, suffered hardship in earning money, manufactured penicillin, cured syphilis, and used her autopsy skill and experience to solve each and every murder mysteries.
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 Tangning, a natural residue made of green tea, white lotus and small white flowers, 
 He has always pursued the principle of only falling in love, not talking about love, and walks freely among high-quality men who are outstanding in various family backgrounds, good looks, and outstanding abilities.
 Once through, in order to survive, he resolutely embarked on the wonderful journey of opening the Raiders of Shura Field for the scumbags and chasing the wives of the crematorium.
 But wait— 
 1. Bai Yueguang’s cannon fodder stand-in for abusive love heroine 
 2. The medicine valley fairy who was thoroughly used by the scumbag white-eyed wolves, and the unstoppable 
 3. The tortured female partner who lost everything in the essays of boys’ school girls 
 4. The unfeeling black moonlight of the warlord marshal 
 5. In ten years, I accompany the poor boy from nothing to hundreds of millions of dollars. When I met the first love who abandoned him who loves the poor and loves the rich, she talked about revenge. In fact, she loved her all the way to a happy ending. Clang into jail
 Seeing these scripts, Tangning: Chi… Chichi!
 How to do? I just like the way you look down on me, despise me, but still fall into an inextricable way for my heart.
 Content Tag: Soul Transformation Women Strong Quick Wear Shuangwen 
 Protagonist: Tangning Supporting role: System 54088 Others: Quick wear, Su Shuang, abuse scum, strategy 
 One-sentence introduction: chasing all wives in the crematorium. 
 Purpose: Establish a correct outlook on life, values, and world outlook.
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 Su Ran, a music prodigy, woke up transmigrated into a book. 
 At that point in time, the main story arc in the book had already been completed. As a villainess female supporting character, not only did she need to take over the original owner’s pitiful life in poverty, she also gained an instant son right at his rebellious period. 
 Ten or so more years from then, the son would turn into a twisted, evil villain. He would appear in one of the extra chapters to pick on the male and female lead’s children. 
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 Su Ran: Son, you shouldn’t be too outstanding. 
 Su Han: Why not? 
 Su Ran: ’cause you will be killed. 
 Su Ran: Son, would you like to learn music from me and become a zen, little fairy boy who only needs to drink dew. 
 Su Han: No, I want to go into business so I can support you. 
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 Chen Xiao Qian is a seventh-rate screenwriter who has worked hard to create a large production female-led costume drama. It could have been successfully filmed but failed because of actor Han Ming Xing’s reservations about the script.
 Feeling resentful, Chen Xiao Qian vows to prove the strength of her script and accidentally gets stuck in a parallel world living out her script. She becomes the 3rd Princess Chen Qian Qian of Hua Yuan City.
 Originally a princess who is an insignificant side character with a bad reputation that could not live further than three episodes, she changes her fate to survive. In order to live, she takes matters into her own hand to change her fate.
 She gets caught in between the arrogant and black-bellied prince Han Shuo and the practically perfect Pei Heng. Along the way, she finally grows up and learns to love.
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