Novel blurb:
Hua Que'er was reborn, bringing with her the System the King of Hell had given her to save a powerful figure. She returned to the powerful figure's youth, before he turned evil.
She meant to spoil him rotten, but ended up becoming the treasure in his palm herself.
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The tree spirit Luo Que'er had upheld the principles of being a demon for a thousand years, day in and day out, only to be told just as she was about to ascend: She was still short on merit.
When she opened her eyes again, Luo Que'er was one of the refugees fleeing famine in the mortal world, and she was up for sale, priced at three bowls of millet.
She glanced at the buyer's fleshy face, then at the young man approaching in the distance with his hunting catch slung over his shoulder. Luo Que'er promptly ran over and clung to his leg. "Husband, save me!"
The great divine official Si Qing was injured while vanquishing evil spirits. During his stay in the mortal world to recuperate, he traded a wild goat for a little wife.
The little wife was skin and bones, so thin a gust of wind could blow her away. She gazed up at him with huge, pleading eyes, looking utterly pitiful.
What else could Si Qing do? He could only take care of her.
The little wife wanted fish, so Si Qing went to the river to catch some. As soon as he lowered the basket into the water, a big fish swam right into it.
The little wife wanted meat, so Si Qing went hunting. Before he even reached the foot of the mountain, rabbits were already running into him.
Si Qing's head was buzzing. His eyes shifted, and he hugged his little wife, coaxing her: "Que'er, hurry and tell me you want a baby."
Luo Que'er was dumbfounded. She worried over what to do. We demons may be powerful, but we can't conjure a living person out of thin air!
[Sweet daily life between a divine official and a little demon]
Theme: A story about a heroine who faces a broken life, refuses to give up, and strives to reach the pinnacle of success.
She Has to Earn Money Every Day to Stay Alive
The Cannon Fodder Supporting Actress Meets the Big Bad
The Top-Tier Star Boss's Open Flirting and Secret Crush
The Max-Level Big Shot Becomes a Pitiful Little One
The Big Shots Are All My Disciples
I Became My Brother's Little Princess
The Villainess Won't Follow the Plot
Mr. Shen, Can I Marry You?
Somehow, I felt that it was outrageous to not let the heroine enter the underworld and force her to atone for unwarranted sins. Doesn't the heroine feel angry? Why are you so cowardly? Was the heroine forcing the boss to become a demon?
How to say it? That's it, and isn't she Mrs. Meng? Shouldn't there be a plot of returning to the underworld? It feels like a lot of the plot is just for the sake of following the plot. Hey, it was actually really good at the beginning and quite attractive. But starting from the retraction system, it started to follow the plot. It felt like the jumps in thinking were inconsistent and disappeared all of a sudden. It felt a bit anticlimactic. The author, Dada, also said that, before the main plot has been completed, the branch plot has come. In fact, Dada should be able to do it, but I don't really want to write it. Come on, I haven't seen this type of book for many years. Dada, I hope I will be surprised when I read your work next time.
Is this the so-called misfortune of being in the wrong household? Why did the heroine's mother marry this poor boy, and didn't her mother's family stop her? Could it be that my mother is a love brain and can't control it? Why is the heroine's father so indescribable? He calls his daughter a dead girl and beats her to death at every turn, without any regard for his own flesh and blood ties.
Hahaha, catch a bug, the road to Shu is asking you when you will return from your journey to the west, not when you will return.
Hahahahahahahahaha
Big, great, come on, spread the flowers, spread the flowers
It would be fun to have Qiao Yu standing behind Qiu Lan (^O^)
What's the example today?
Come on, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Hehehe, we don't mind if you carry him on your back!