My Husband Invites Me to Exchange Secret Signals (Dual Transmigration)

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Qiao Xuewei transmigrated into the body of a frail prince's concubine, who had committed suicide on her wedding night.

She thought that, with her abilities, she could easily outsmart the ancients with her superior intelligence and knowledge, clear the original owner's name, and quickly become a powerful figure who could call the shots in this undeveloped era.

But she never expected the era she had transmigrated into to be a veritable graveyard for transmigrators.

A man who tried to enact reforms and start a rebellion was framed by the powerful, and his entire clan was executed before his bones had even grown cold.

A woman who wanted to rule the imperial harem and become second only to the emperor was killed in a sewing room as soon as she entered the palace, and was branded a demon.

Qiao Xuewei lowered her rolled-up sleeves and began learning how to pass herself off as an ancient. Being inconspicuous was the best way to stay safe.

After all, staying alive mattered most. As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.

Then her frail husband, who never went out, summoned her to his bedside.

She looked at the pale, handsome man. He was sick, but still had an imposing air about him.

The handsome man asked weakly, "Odd numbers change, even numbers don't?"

Qiao Xuewei looked bewildered. "?"

"A jug of palace wine?"

Qiao Xuewei was full of questions. "?"

Then the sickly handsome man actually started singing: "Books break, love beans, smiles?"

Qiao Xuewei gave an awkward but polite smile. "Are you... in a good mood today?"

Good enough to start singing, apparently.

Her sickly handsome husband smiled with relief.

Qiao Xuewei smiled sweetly along with him.

Hah! She hadn't had any weird stuff etched into her DNA, so she wasn't about to fall for this kind of test!

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I Must Have Picked Up the Wrong Cat

Su Nuan was framed and fell into the Demon Burial Abyss, a place feared by everyone in the cultivation world. She thought she was going to die, but by a stroke of luck, she found a cultivation method that suited her.

Just as her cultivation was soaring and she was preparing to return to the cultivation world for revenge, a little black cat tugged at the hem of her skirt.

Su Nuan looked at the cat expressionlessly, knowing full well that nothing in the Demon Burial Abyss was harmless.

But the cat sat obediently on the ground, gazing at her with big golden eyes. It licked a paw, fiddled with one of its little ears, spun around once, then let out a sweet little "Meow~"

Harmless and utterly adorable.

Su Nuan took a deep breath, pinched the scruff of the black cat's neck, and lifted it up. She said seriously, "Be good, okay?"

The kitty gave a sweet "Meow" and behaved perfectly.

It wasn't until she took the cat outside that Su Nuan discovered just how much trouble this little thing could cause.

After cleaning up the mess caused by this troublemaker yet again, Su Nuan looked into those innocent eyes and began to seriously consider something.

It was so restless. Could it be nearing mating season?

Mo Yang, the Demon Venerable who once struck fear into the cultivation world, was lured into a trap by the righteous sects and sealed in the Demon Burial Abyss for nine hundred years. From then on, the demons and demonic cultivators had to live in hiding.

Just as he thought the Abyss would drain all his cultivation and leave him to perish, a human cultivator suddenly fell from the sky.

She was surrounded by dense spiritual energy, and every demon in the Abyss grew restless, Mo Yang included.

But this female cultivator pummeled demonic wind boars and kicked blazing snakes, slicing through demons like vegetables as her cultivation soared.

Mo Yang thought it over, then wisely chose the safest path: act cute in his original form and use this woman to get out first.

Once he was free, he would gather his former subordinates and restore the demonic path to its former glory, showing those so-called righteous cultivators just how powerful the Demon Venerable was!

But things did not go as planned.

Before he could recover his cultivation or contact his old followers, the woman carried him to a spirit-beast doctor and asked seriously:

"How much does it cost to neuter a cat?"

Mo Yang: ?????!!!

Su Nuan thought she had merely saved a little cat who, like her, had accidentally fallen into the Demon Burial Abyss.

But later, she watched as a long-haired man stood amid a sea of corpses, his clothes soaked black with blood. He turned around.

He raised his left hand, half-clenched, and held it beside his cheek. The corners of his mouth curved into a catlike smile, and he winked at her. His slit pupils gradually relaxed into round golden eyes, and then his thin lips parted.

"Meow~"

His voice was deep and rich, utterly intoxicating.

But Su Nuan immediately took three steps back, eyeing the man suspiciously from head to toe. Her mind was full of one thought: Did I pick up the wrong cat? This thing definitely isn't my cat!

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