I became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating - Chapter 298 - : Official Ji, Try It?

System 223 is a new system that has just left the factory, and it can’t wait to bind the host on the first day it leaves the factory. However, before it showed its talents and led the host to the pinnacle of life, the host directly stepped on the end of life because of the short-term stagnation of binding it.
Helpless, the disheveled 223 had no choice but to take its host who had just died in a car accident to choose a new plane, and properly chose a little white tiger that had just passed away for the host to possess.
“Ding, system 223 has been loaded. This system has its own game upgrade system, foundation building in January, golden pill in March, and a year of Nascent Soul is not a dream! I wish the host an early ascension and reach the pinnacle of life!!!”
Jiang Mo who was inexplicably bound: “…”
Jiang Mo, who had just received the memory of the white tiger inheritance: How tiring is it to cut monsters, and the cultivation base of the gods and beasts increases even when they sleep. It’s not as good as this, the foundation building once, the golden elixir twice, and the Nascent Soul three times all depend on dreams!
System: … Is there such a good thing? I’m afraid it’s not really a dream, is it? ! So how long are you going to sleep?
Jiang Mo: Ten years and eight years are not too short, and a hundred years and a thousand years are not too long.
System: Unable to unbind, I choose to shut down 🙂
However, Jiang Mo couldn’t sleep for hundreds of thousands of years after all, because she, who is the ultimate face control, soon met a stunning beauty…
Who is willing to ignore a kitten lying down on the porcelain?

Note:
1. High-cold plush control master sister VS salted fish rise up little white tiger
2. The author has never practiced truth, so he doesn’t know what true cultivation is like.

Content tags: Xianxia Cultivation System Sweet Text Cute Pet
Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Mo, Yun Qingyue ┃ Supporting role: Advance receipt of “After Swapping Bodies with the Prince” ┃ Others:

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Shui Lanxing was captured and dragged into the game.

While the other players were trying to recruit soldiers, Chen Wei had already started the path of synthesizing natural disasters.

[Skeleton] + [Ballista] = [Bone Ballista]

[Naga] + [Egg] = [Six-armed Alien]

[Archangel] + [ACR Nuclear Reactor] = [Mechanical Paradise]

Demons, undead, machines, and insect swarms, groups that are not afraid of death, crazily killing and destroying everything, can all be called natural disasters.

And Chen Wei is the master of natural disasters.

Looking at the Death Star, Laser Skull, and Willow Phoenix behind him, Chen Wei had only one thought in his mind.

Players, it can be considered a natural disaster!

Why don’t you try combining them?

Author group: 551751609

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[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.

Ou Renjin likes keeping beautiful young men because he likes watching the drama.

Watching them be arrogant and conceited; watching them be obsequious and sycophantic; watching them have ulterior motives and fight with each other, seeing all the evil side of human nature.

Until, he picks up a poor little guy.

The poor little guy is ignorant and helpless, treating Ou Renjin as his whole world, spending all his salary to buy him gifts, standing in front of him in times of danger without hesitation, even…

…saying to him in the calmest and lightest of tones after knowing that their heart matching is successful, “I am very grateful that you have been hiding it from me, but I have long been ready to give my heart to you.”

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036 was born as a test subject, without parents or friends.

As the only successful “petri dish of renewable organs”, he had every organ in his body cut out and transplanted to the rich and powerful countless times.

After getting used to the pain, he met the most special person in the world.

This person was so good that he wanted to cut out his own heart immediately.

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