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 Chapter 2 – Second Meeting
 To clean up the taint, a man from her family would have to challenge Riftan Calypse to a duel. But her father had no son, and none of his relatives or knights in service could ever hope to match him.
 After all, who can fight against the swordsman who has defeated a dragon? Eventually, it could only lead to the family’s honor being tarnished and her father never, ever forgiving her. Perhaps she would suddenly face death even before the process of the formal divorce would take place. This was her father she was talking about…
 ‘So somehow…’
 ‘But will he listen to me?’
 She bit her lips, her mood as if she was standing at the tip of a cliff. Their marriage was made solely for the convenience of the Duke of Cross and his knights.
 Three years ago, when news spread across the continent that Red Dragon, hibernating in Aranthal, had opened its eyes, Elnuma Ruben III ordered his vassals to arms with stringent action.
 Naturally, the Duke of Cross also had to lead his knights on the expedition. But his father passed on the duty by marrying Riftan Calypse to her.
 She shivered at the thought of the insulting remarks that the guests had mumbled on the day of the wedding day. The low-ranking knight, Riftan, had to be dragged out of the ceremony as he could not disobey the order of the Duke. The anger and humiliation he would have felt was unthinkable. His expression of restraint was just as fearful.
 ‘If only I were half as beautiful as Rosetta…Maybe he will feel much better and would not think of divorcing me.’
 Ideas drifted in her head in self derision. Despite his low status, Riftan Calypse was a man with breathtaking features. Even Rosetta, who was mocking him for his origin, blushed at the sight of the knight.
 Riftan could have enjoyed a lot of romantic relationships with beautiful ladies. Such a man could have escaped having a stutter as his wife. Furthermore, his status was no longer a hindrance.
 ‘In the event he marries the king’s daughter…I won’t be able to change his mind even if I begged him.’
 They spent only one night together. The very next day, Riftan left with the army without saying a word of farewell. Even after that, he did not send her a single telegram. She felt doubtful whether he had even regarded her as his wife.
 As she clasped her face in a dismal mood, a gloomy voice penetrated her ears.
 “What a sight worth seeing.”
 Max looked up in surprise. Since when had a giant man been standing by the door staring at her?
 “My wife trembling, waiting for her husband to come back from the dead.”
 The man walked up slowly, his sarcasm dripping. She looked at him, forgetting even to breathe. Riftan Calypse, wearing a dark blue tunic and silver armor, reminiscent of a monk, looked much larger and overbearing than she had remembered.
 “I didn’t expect a warm welcome, but there’s no reason to shiver like you’ve seen the plague.”
 The cold words finally brought Max to her senses. The blood drained from her face at the thought that she had offended him in less than a minute after their reunion.
 “Y-you’ve come, safely, back safely….”
 ‘What should I say? I don’t know what to call him.’
 Riftan? It seemed too much of an endearment. Lord Calypse? She thought she’d be laughed at. As she mumbled back her words, she suddenly felt an intense gaze looking at her and took a step back.
 She couldn’t figure out why he was looking at her like that. As if it couldn’t get worse, the man’s face became colder for some reason. He snatched her arm and uttered harshly.
 “At least pretend to be happy in welcoming me.”
 She froze as their bodies met within a hair’s breadth, the smell of leather, horse, and of faint sweat piercing the tip of her nose. His masculine odor flashed across her mind, and a memory that had been buried for three years.
 Mysterious heat blossomed from his hard, penetrating gaze. He looked down at her like one looking at a raw meat, like a hound on the brink of biting its meal.
 She dropped her eyes in a hurry, her face burning as if she was under the unforgiving heat of the sun.
 With her heart beating faster with every second, memories of their marriage slowly flooded her thoughts. Her husband was finally back home. How would she deal with him now?
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 The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.
 After their first night, her husband departed for an expedition without another word.
 He comes back three years later, this time as a famous knight in the whole continent.
 How would Maximilian face him on his return?
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 She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss. 
 He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go. 
 Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back. 
 Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.” 
 Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.
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 From the outcast of the imperial family to the emperor, Wei Chongrong’s path to the throne took thirty years.
 In his previous life, everyone thought that he shouldn’t exist.
 Only his youngest uncle was good to him, so he went through fire and water for him.
 But what he ended up waiting for was the poisoned wine poured for him by the youngest uncle’s own hands.
 Starting over, Wei Chongrong, who is familiar with the future, finds that the road ahead is still bumpy.
 The battle that is bound to be lost is about to happen, and the scourge of witchcraft is close at hand.
 What can he do to save the Eastern Palace and the imperial family, and to save Jun Hua, to whom he is indebted for a lifetime?
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 Eighteenth-line actress Ji Yuchuan and actress Sheng Qingru have collaborated in a film to play her implied marriage partner.
 But on the day the movie was released, Sheng Qingru suddenly fell to his death. 
 Then Ji Yuchuan found Sheng Qingru’s soul in his home.
 Started my daily routine of hitting ghosts (being slapped by ghosts).
 Atypical entertainment circle, urban demon spirit. 
 Sweet text, not scary, more private, and cannot be completely equated with myths.
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 TL :
 A traverser’s life in Chicago 1990. 
 Racism, slum, poverty, greed, showbiz. 
 A look into RAP and music industry of 1990s.
 Original:
 Crossing, Chicago 1990, American Entertainment, Composition, Screenwriting, Production, Media Group.
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 In the Province of the Nine Skies, far above the heavens, there exists Nine Galaxies of Astral Rivers made up of countless constellations interwoven together.
 For Martial Cultivators, they could form an innate link with one of the constellations, awaken their Astral Soul, and transform into a Stellar Martial Cultivator.
 Legend has it that, the strongest cultivators in the Province of the Nine Skies, were beings that could open an astral gate every time they advanced into a new realm. Their talent in cultivation was such that they could even establish innate links with constellations that existed in a layer higher than the Nine Layers of Heavens, eventually transforming into the heaven-defying and earth-shattering power known as the War God of the Nine Heavens.
 Qin Wentian is the MC of this story. How could a guy, with a broken set of meridians, successfully cultivate? There were countless Stellar Martial Cultivators, as there were countless constellations in the vast starry skies. What he wanted to be, was the brightest constellation of all, shining dazzlingly in the vast starry skies.
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 This novel is also known as Quick Transmigration Born to be King
 You are born a king, and the world crowns you.
 ——You are the only king of thousands of people in the world.
 In these three thousand worlds one small world was born incomplete, but it forcibly gave birth to a small world master Luo Zhifeng. In order to complement the original world’s energy, Luo Zhifeng shuttles through various worlds collecting their energy.
 He is the ruler in each small world he travelled through, becoming the supreme existence praised and awed by thousands of small worlds, and covered up the glory of others!
 Wherever he went, there were praises from his subjects!
 Murderous ghost sitting on a blood covered thrown: “You are the king of the ghosts!”
 Arrogant and brilliant Gods stunted and spitting blood: “You are the master of the gods.”
 The head of the Cultivation School with full admiration: “You are well deserved-the world’s number one!”
 …
 Luo Zhifeng sat on the brilliant throne, smiling freely: “I am Luo Zhifeng.”
 People from several small worlds looking in one direction and admiringly saying: “You are-our king.”
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 Lin Xun grew up in Huo’s family. In order to survive in Huo’s family, he could only please the second young master of Huo’s family who was not too old to her. 
 Huo Zai has been a child of someone else’s family since he was a child, and he always does everything he does. Gentleman never fights, doesn’t lose his temper, doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink alcohol, doesn’t have any bad habits, is gentle and considerate, and has no shortcomings… 
 But only Lin Xun knew that she was a gentle and poisonous snake to please. 
 Lin Xun: “What do you want?” 
 Huo Shi took off his glasses, Sven chuckled softly, “My sister doesn’t love me, why is she smiling at me?”
 One-sentence introduction: Possessiveness in the black-bellied year
 Content label: a special liking for wealthy families 
 Search keywords: protagonist: Lin Xun, Huo Zai Supporting role: a lot of others:
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 The enchanting and beautiful big brother’s mouth lifted up into a demonic smile, spitting out cruel and sorrowful words. “Take it out, don’t leave an intact corpse!”
 The cold second brother with the icy eyes continuously bled alongside the dying and suffering man.
 Their eyes were purple and enchanting. They were this world’s devils, banished by the people.
 When they gained strength, they retaliated by destroying the heavens and exterminating the earth.
 She was a girl who mistakenly entered another world. She’s their salvation and is the only one that must be obtained at all costs.
 Overbearingly possessive and absolutely unrestrained indulgent pampering as long as she stayed by their side.
 A gentle as jade man, a faint and dedicated guard.
 There were those who liked it silent.
 What is the type of love?
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 “Wen Wenyao is so good-looking, don’t you feel moved?”
 The system began to doubt…
 Song Nanqiao: “No… I don’t…”
 System: “But your match value with her is 100%, you will definitely like her…”
 Song Nanqiao: “I don’t!”
 Song Nanqiao is all about study and work, not about love
 But Song Nanqiao slowly discovered that the heroine was quietly paying attention to her.
 One night, Wen Wenyao grabbed the corner of her coat, deliberated, and said shyly, “Did you used to…liked me…”
 Song Nanqiao: “Ah…that…used to like, but now probably not.”
 Wen Wenyao took her hand and whispered in her ear, “But I’ve liked you for a long time…I like you so much…Can you give me a chance to chase you?”
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 The nemesis that Ji Ran had been unable to stand for many years has finally gone bankrupt.
 All his scoundrel friends asked him, what now?
 Ji Ran laughed coldly, you still have to f*cking ask him?
 Of course, it’s to use this opportunity to torment, humiliate, and trample upon him.
 Therefore, Ji Ran waved an arm and threw a card towards his nemesis in mad glee, saying that he’d ‘sponsor’ him.
 However, the next day, he sat up in bed with a dumbfounded expression. Feeling a sore ache in his body, he recalled the bitterness of last night, as well as their ‘fight’ and the tears he’d wept…
 f*ck your mom.
 Motherf*cker.
 Qin Man, you dog, I’ll kill you!
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 She got divorced, aborted the child, even her father, brothers, people in her clan had executed nine generations, judged by her gentle husband – Gu Qinghong! 
 Someone said, “You should know that your appearance are weapons, killing people without using a sword.” Nie Wushuang knew that very well, and would give everything up, settled the debts for her clan! Even offers herself to the emperor. She did not regret it! 
 A path to power, along the way with a thousand women, How many tricks and obstacles in the imperial harem that Nie Wushuang must struggle for her goal?
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