MTL - Wild Princess: Marrying an Ugly Prince - Chapter 273 : I don’t want to take a bath with you.

Capital is power. The more you invest, the greater the power.

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【Interstellar Marriage】【Strong Men and Strong Women】【Su Shuang Hot Blood】

Lin Fu’s biggest regret is that she was born in a military and police family, but due to physical reasons, she can only sing and dance in the art troupe, and be a qualified vase.

Accidentally traveling to the interstellar era three thousand years later, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she possessed rare S-level spiritual power, and was born to be a fleet commander.

She wants to go to the military academy, enter the Marine War Academy, command the space fleet, and become a heroic female general.

However, her new identity is just the daughter of a farmer in a remote galaxy. In order to realize her dream, she chose to marry the youngest space fleet commander in the empire.

Your Excellency the Commander is cold and abstinent, with an intimidating aura, yet so handsome that it breaks one’s heart, Lin Fu fell at first glance.

I want to eat, but I want to hide it secretly.

Later, people in the whole interstellar world finally knew that the trash bumpkin who had been scolded all the time was actually the commander of the Third Fleet of the Empire.

She is also the most honorable and lovely Princess Freya ever in the royal family, and she is also a frightening star thief.

The entire universe is boiling.

Your Excellency the handsome and noble Commander is not happy: Where is the promised private possession?

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Recommend my chronology: “Crossing into a Son-in-law’s ex-wife”

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Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.

The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.

The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.

Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.

A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.

Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.

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A god of a different world had abruptly appeared in my classroom and semi-forcibly summoned the entire class to his world.ーーーーexcept for me, Kamiya Yato.