There is a black moonlight hidden in the heart of His Majesty Seventh Prince. The black moonlight is like frost and snow, and should not be played with.
The emperor granted a marriage, and Zhu Yifei had no choice but to marry Princess Xiyao, who was rumored to be as ugly as salt.
On the wedding night, under the hijab, the princess's lips were red and her teeth were white, her face was like white jade, she was pretty and charming.
Until one day, His Highness discovered that his little princess also had a Bai Yueguang hidden in her heart, and she never forgot her.
Little Princess: Your Majesty, Seventh Highness, when will you honor the divorce you promised on your wedding night?
His Royal Highness: What is Heli? Does not exist
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"After passing through the book, I became a vicious female supporting character"
Shang was deeply confused.
Dressed as the vicious female counterpart in "The Domineering Schoolmate Falls in Love with Me".
In this book, the female protagonist did all kinds of bad things, split up the male and female protagonists, framed the heroine and got involved with gangsters from other schools, and finally went to jail and died miserably.
Screw love, she needs to learn.
If she had to do it over again, of course she would choose Tsinghua University or Peking University.
Shang Shen found a poor passerby with the highest IQ in the book and said, "I'll give you this number and be my tutor."
The girl raised her proud chin and looked down at him.
The young man squinted his eyes and pursed his lips tightly: "Okay, wait for me tonight."
That night, Shang deeply regretted it.
Who is this handsome guy driving his motorcycle around the city?
"Pamper My Wife"
Prince Duan Qi Yan had a surly character and was not good at acting. When he was twenty-three years old, the emperor made a marriage promise to him. The little girl was very cute.
He was not good to the girl, so he divorced her with a divorce letter. He saw that she was in love with someone else and had many children.
He regretted it.
Once he is reborn, he will live a good life with his little lady.
Huairou felt that something was wrong with Prince Duan Qiyan recently, and the affectionate look in her eyes made her water drop. She asked her if anything happened, and was extremely considerate.
Huairou trembled: Is Prince Duan in a daze?
King Duan encountered a bottleneck in his pursuit of his wife, so people around him thoughtfully handed him a guide to chasing his wife. King Duan read it day and night, but with little effect.
The arrogant Duan Wang pursues his wife online.
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Final article
"Get Mr. Gu"
"You shine brighter than the stars"
"Three Hundred Questions about My Beloved Wife"
"My Farming Daily Life with the Villain"
Intention:
Reader comments
Long awaited——County Contest Champion——
Xiao, hurry up and win the national trophy. I look forward to him competing on the same stage with players from all over the country w
Regarding what Kageyama said at the end, my mood was like: I hate you for being a piece of wood (Punch Out. Jpg)
PS. I like to read the woo-woo text very much, because you can collect little surprises and communicate with the author up close. If you write down your feelings, someone will respond to you no matter how long it takes! (For example, I only have time to read updates, but I don't have the confidence to do so x quietly added my previous comments)
It must have been cool when Akatsuki shot the last arrow in the prefectural competition finals.
But I didn't write this chapter, so I'm crying. I am amusing myself. The writing is not very good, so I cried.
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The flowing wind in the arena stopped at this moment, and the noise in the ears faded like a tide.
Will this arrow miss?
Vague questions ran through my mind, and were answered instinctively.
"My arrow—"
In the clear-textured palm lies a bow that has been touched thousands of times. The arrow drawn from the quiver is resting on the string, and the arrow feathers gently brush against his palm.
Take a deep breath, hold your breath and concentrate, the breathing of the entire hall is in tune with him at this moment.
In the silence, Chu Luye raised his eyes slightly, and his pupils reflected the reflection of the bull's-eye. Practice and sweat will not betray him. There is only victory and glory ahead.
Lower your eyes.
Let go.
Off the string.
The arrows are as fast as lightning -!
"--It will never miss!"
But in an instant, the arrow was firmly nailed on the target, and the air flow caused by Li Xian slowly fell down with his hair.
Let your hands hang naturally.
The sound of cheers and exclamations lifted him to the throne of champion.
It's been three years, who said that?
Is the child still alive? Shocking
Wuwuwuwuwu, this is the meaning of the existence of fanfiction. Regret is no longer a regret.
Zhou Yi was unilaterally sacrificing all his love and dignity.
Is it Mother Su who passed away?
Isn't it Huo Xuan? . . . .
Damn, come back soon
It's a tie. The teacher's writing is very nice, but along the way it seems that the names of people have been typed wrong, and now I don't feel that Yan will like Xie in the future, and Zexi knew that Yan took over Xie's body in his previous life, so he shouldn't take revenge on Xie in this life, right?
I'm really annoyed with Jing Zhao
Come on! ! ! !
Mrs! Update Modo Modo!
There is still a long way to go...
Great, I still like peacocks
You can't just update two chapters in 26 years...
Is it time to say goodbye and let the flowers show off?
Long awaited——County Contest Champion—— Xiao, hurry up and win the national trophy. I look forward to him competing on the same stage with players from all over the country w Regarding what Kageyama said at the end, my mood was like: I hate you for being a piece of wood (Punch Out. Jpg) PS. I like to read the woo-woo text very much, because you can collect little surprises and communicate with the author up close. If you write down your feelings, someone will respond to you no matter how long it takes! (For example, I only have time to read updates, but I don't have the confidence to do so x quietly added my previous comments) It must have been cool when Akatsuki shot the last arrow in the prefectural competition finals. But I didn't write this chapter, so I'm crying. I am amusing myself. The writing is not very good, so I cried. ---- The flowing wind in the arena stopped at this moment, and the noise in the ears faded like a tide. Will this arrow miss? Vague questions ran through my mind, and were answered instinctively. "My arrow—" In the clear-textured palm lies a bow that has been touched thousands of times. The arrow drawn from the quiver is resting on the string, and the arrow feathers gently brush against his palm. Take a deep breath, hold your breath and concentrate, the breathing of the entire hall is in tune with him at this moment. In the silence, Chu Luye raised his eyes slightly, and his pupils reflected the reflection of the bull's-eye. Practice and sweat will not betray him. There is only victory and glory ahead. Lower your eyes. Let go. Off the string. The arrows are as fast as lightning -! "--It will never miss!" But in an instant, the arrow was firmly nailed on the target, and the air flow caused by Li Xian slowly fell down with his hair. Let your hands hang naturally. The sound of cheers and exclamations lifted him to the throne of champion.
It's been three years, who said that?
Is the child still alive? Shocking
Wuwuwuwuwu, this is the meaning of the existence of fanfiction. Regret is no longer a regret.
Zhou Yi was unilaterally sacrificing all his love and dignity.
Is it Mother Su who passed away?
Isn't it Huo Xuan? . . . .
Damn, come back soon
It's a tie. The teacher's writing is very nice, but along the way it seems that the names of people have been typed wrong, and now I don't feel that Yan will like Xie in the future, and Zexi knew that Yan took over Xie's body in his previous life, so he shouldn't take revenge on Xie in this life, right?
I'm really annoyed with Jing Zhao
Come on! ! ! !
Mrs! Update Modo Modo!
There is still a long way to go...
Great, I still like peacocks
You can't just update two chapters in 26 years...
Is it time to say goodbye and let the flowers show off?