The Way Through Books is Like a Bamboo Horse but a Wolf

Name: The Way Through Books is Like a Bamboo Horse but a Wolf
Author: My Dear Little Highness

by My Dear Little Highness

ongoing Ancient Romance Business & Farming Female Lead

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128Kwords107chapters

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Ch. 107 — I'm Working Overtime, so I'm Sorry for the Delay

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About This Novel

Heroine: Liu Chubai Before time travel, she was a contemporary young and independent woman with a bad taste. After time travel, she was the daughter of King Fei Rui and the former princess of Jinling. Male protagonist: Zuo Qingyu (Liu Chumo) The son of the eldest princess and Marquis Qing, his parents were convicted and he escaped with his life. He was rescued by the heroine Liu Chubai. The heroine of the Black Lotus Princess who has a soft and cute body but not a cute personality VS the domineering male protagonist who has a black and white belly and is sweet and doting on the general. Excerpt: The five people met again five years later. One of them was dressed in red, with jade arms like a goshawk, and he was free and unrestrained. He stood on the battlefield, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood at his feet, and the sky was full of desolation. Behind him was his sister who was a goddess of shooting and had an immortal appearance. The person opposite is armed with armor, wielding a long bow, and is decisive in killing. Behind him is the cousin who is considerate and beautiful. At this time, they were on opposite sides of each other, and Liu Chubai was in a dilemma between them. The final result was a bit surprising, and all five of them were buried here. The brother and sister spent their entire lives guarding each other when the man was unmarried and the woman was unmarried. No matter whether he was on the right path or not, the result was that Liu Chu was an idiot and made a mistake. As for the cousins, the man was ruthless and the concubine was unintentional. They had missed each other for life, and it was unclear who was right and who was wrong. What Liu Chubai felt to him was not love or dislike, but the insurmountable gap. Lying on the bed, Liu Chubai had wet his pillow with tears. He couldn't help himself for a long time. To Liu Chubai, everything in the dream was just "a flash in the pan, right?" ...