MTL - Urban Cultivation Medical Saint - Chapter 8 Sister Yan

During the thirteen years of being friends with Nan Qiao, Yun Zhi confessed his love many times.
But every time, Nan Qiao would reject him with the words “We are friends”.
He said he was a friend, but he could express his possessiveness to her and help her drive away the peach blossoms around her.
They say they are friends, but they can be ambiguous with her, ask for something special, and exercise the rights of a lover.
When she bumped into her new relationship, Nan Qiao smiled and blessed her, hoping that she would find someone she likes soon.
On this day, Yun Zhi suddenly woke up.
She decided to give up Nan Qiao and start her own life.
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On Qixi Festival, Nan Qiao asked Yun Zhi who hadn’t contacted her for a long time to come out for dinner.
She thought it was time for her to calm down after being angry for half a month, but she didn’t expect that at the dinner table, she brought another woman, Yu Mingxia.
The two behaved intimately, and Yu Mingxia looked at Yunzhi with even more ambiguous and lingering eyes.
For the first time, Nan Qiao felt panic like never before.
She thought that Yun Zhi was trying to anger her on purpose, and wanted to keep Yun Zhi away from Yu Mingxia as before, but she didn’t expect that it was Yu Mingxia’s voice that came through the phone.
Her voice was cold but clear——
“Zhizhi fell asleep.”
“In the future, you can contact me directly if you have anything to do. As a girlfriend, I will love you.”
But a few seconds later, she heard her laughing voice:
“But I advise you to be a good person and don’t think about meddling in other people’s feelings.”
It was then that Nan Qiao understood.
She seems to have lost Yun Zhi.
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Nan Qiao always felt that the name Yu Mingxia was very familiar.
Later, she turned to the collection of outstanding students of her alma mater in high school, and she remembered it only when she saw the name of the 2012 science champion on it.
In her third year of high school, she threw a love letter to Yunzhi from someone else.
The signer was none other than Yu Mingxia.
[A multiple-choice question:
The person you have loved for many years, and the person who has loved you for many years, who would you choose? 】
*The title of the article is taken from Hebe Tien’s song “Friends Who Have Loved For a Long Time”
Read the guide:
① Same-sex marriageable, Yuncheng series, timeline 2024.
②Wife chasing crematorium [Cp change midway] / Secret love comes true. The official assistant Yunzhi Yu Mingxia.
③If you find that any character design or plot does not meet expectations, please stop the loss in time and respect each other. Happy reading~

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- Description from novelbuddy

A silhouette of a man standing upon a boulder with the crescent of the moon shining behind him.

A kukri dripping with blood in one hand and a pistol in the other.

The image of burning flames surrounding him.

The countless mercenaries screamed as they saw this scene.

“It’s a demon!”

In her last life, Yu Lingxi fell from a myriad of stars that surrounded the moon into the dust, and was forced to sacrifice herself to the regent, Ning Yin.

The regent was born handsome and beautiful, but unfortunately he has a crippled leg. He was a twisted and cruel madman who killed his brothers and father.

What Yu Lingxi was most afraid of was that while wiping the fresh blood on his hands, he smiled and said to her: “Lingxi, come here.”

After only two years of marriage, Yu Lingxi passed away suddenly.

After her death, Ning Yin did not set up a mourning hall, did not make funeral arrangements and buried her, and became even more insane, slaughtering the city with blood.

Then she was reborn at fifteen years old, when she was still a high-ranking noble daughter of the general’s mansion, and Ning Yin was not yet the regent who covered the sky with one hand.

Unable to swallow this anger, Yu Lingxi took the guards to find Ning Yin, who was living on the street, and intended to beat him anonymously to avenge the resentment in her previous life.

Unexpectedly, when she rushed to the scene in anger, she saw the thin boy curled up and was being pressed to the ground, and his left leg was about to be broken. The muddy water was covered with blood and trickled down, soaking his dark and resentful eyes red…

Only then did she realize what a pitiful past Ning Yin had.

Yu Lingxi made a mistake due to a strange combination of circumstances, and instead of going to beat someone, she went to save him.

She had no choice but to take in the little poor boy and try her best to teach him to be an upright young man with a healthy body and mind.

To her surprise, as she taught and taught, the little poor boy looked at her with more gloomy and strange eyes.

- Description from Novelupdates

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor.

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He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria.

While looking forward to his new life, he died again.

And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart.

Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says so, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies.

However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death.

Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy.

Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor.

As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in.

Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all?

However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie.

Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe.

The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made.

And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin.