Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain - Chapter 47 - Yuan Jue thought he was actually a very wicked wolf (2)

It was the twenty-third year of Tianxi*. Rumours traversed the streets that the all-knowing Imperial Advisor suffered a great calamity and could not help but enter seclusion to focus on cultivation. However, the commoners secretly clapped their hands and rejoiced. In the winter of the same year, a young monk appeared in the Hui Zhou Fu’s Ningyang District.

The monk’s monastic title was Xuan Min, his memories all missing, yet was versed in the arts of Feng Shui Kan Yu**. On the very first day arriving in Ningyang, he did not hesitate to take care of a dangerous manor, picking up Xue Xian, who was hidden there, along the way.

Since then, Xue Xian – who had been all-powerful in the first half of his life – gained a new life pursuit: to get this baldy*** who had only a good outer appearance to take his last breath and “smile from his grave”.

Xue Xian: If you are unhappy, then I will be happy. If you die, I’ll laugh my ass off.

Xuan Min: …

- Description from Novelupdates

Lin Ruoyun, a young artist on the 18th line, picked up a beautiful Alpha that lost her memory.
Alpha is fair-skinned and beautiful with long legs, but his mind is only five or six years old.
She stared at Lin Ruoyun pitifully: “Sister… Please take me home.”

Seeing Alpha’s innocent and pure white face, Lin Ruoyun decided to take her home to raise her, and gave her a nice name━━
“toffee”.

But after raising it, Lin Ruoyun found that something was wrong.
Her soft, cute and obedient “little toffee” has turned into an invisible bigwig in the entertainment industry, the second Miss Guan of Runhai Group who everyone talks about ━━Guan Yinghan.

Lin Ruoyun looked at the boss lying next to her and began to doubt her life.

It’s too much, how can you pretend to be amnesia to lie to her?
What, you can’t drive them away, right? That! I! Walk!

However, her beloved little toffee hugged her tightly, and kissed her urgently and humblely: “Sister, don’t you remember me?”

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Ms. Guan Er of Runhai Group lost her beloved Omega. After years of searching, she finally found it.

However, her Omega doesn’t remember her at all.
Helpless, Guan Yinghan can only pretend to be a demented Alpha and imprison her in her own world to awaken her memory.

Can’t remember her?
It doesn’t matter, let the pheromone wake her up.

She, once completely marked her Omega.

Lin Ruoyun smelled Alpha’s familiar and strong scented snowberry pheromone, and murmured drowsily: “You, take it easy, I haven’t been marked before.”

Guan Yinghan was out of control and unable to speak idioms, and could only spit out three words: “You, yes, yes.”

Opening her eyes again, Lin Ruoyun’s brain realized that after the extreme joy, she realized ━━
She’s been ━━really tagged before.

It turned out that the one who lost his memory turned out to be himself.

The love is as deep as the sea, the paranoid boss who pretends to be a fool for love VS the 18th-line starlet who is kind and gentle

Read the guide:
1. Female A has no organs.
2. A large number of private settings, please do not pay attention to logic
3. Double Clean, Double First Love
4. Two-way running, two-way redemption, two-way secret love
5. Alpha is pretending to have amnesia, is an adult with a normal mind, and has full capacity for civil conduct.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Guan Yinghan, Lin Ruoyun ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

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With the rising power of humans, who can come close to being a Blessed? Deriving their powers straight from the Gods, the Blessed are the forerunners of humanity, super humans with peak mortal prowess, ruling all over mankind from the shadows.

Waking up to find himself reincarnated back as his 21-year-old self, Alexander Gray finds an alternate path to life, one that transcends beyond the way of the Blessed and touches upon the infinite untapped human potential.

Follow the mortal Alexander Gray, as he walks a path exclusive to himself, journeying to find immortality and godhood. All the while being surrounded by gods themselves, aka, his wives.

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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.