Transmigrated as the Mother of the Abused Male Lead in a Tragic Novel - Chapter 6: Chicken Custard with Sesame Oil

Zhi Yao is a little fox, soft fur, sweet face, loves to act coquettishly. Everyone in A Country knows that the heart meat of Pei Chi Yao is this little fox.

But no one knows that this little fox is actually a fox spirit that can transform into a human.

Pei Chi Yao: “After raising you for so long, have you thought about how to repay me?”

Zhi Yao: “I’ve given you kisses, hugs, pets, what more do you want?”

The man leaned over, smiling wickedly, “Of course it’s to… give me some little fox cubs.”

【Bright avoidance of sensitive content】 This is not a story where the female lead is OP. The female lead is soft, easy to push down. Those who like strong female leads please do not enter. If you feel the female lead is too saintly in parts, please exit immediately! Don’t make yourself unhappy! Thanks for understanding!

Lynn embarks on a fantastical journey to a realm reminiscent of medieval Europe, yet infused with extraordinary magical abilities. Here, the very fabric of reality is governed by the enigmatic theory of magic, which harnesses and manipulates fundamental particles.

In this world, wizards, who are essentially scientific spell casters, find themselves locked in a relentless battle against the oppressive Church.

However, when Lynn arrives, a harbinger of an otherworldly Renaissance, the tides of change are set in motion, unveiling a thrilling tale of discovery, intrigue, and the struggle for enlightenment.

twelve years ago.

The queen gave birth to a princess, who claimed to be the prince, named Xia Shimin.

three years ago.

Xia Shimin was established as the prince, and made a marriage contract with the current Taifu’s daughter to stabilize the imperial power.

…

Zhang Ronghua had traveled through time when she was born, hereditary and hereditary, her roots were straight and her roots were straight, and she was an upright Forbidden Army. He had been in the palace for fifteen years, and his talent would increase a little with each passing day.

Seeing that the prince’s wedding was getting closer, he accidentally broke the body of the prince’s daughter.

The night of the wedding.

Prince: “You can replace the lonely bridal chamber!”

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war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”