
Qing Chuan's Zaizai Doesn't Like to Roll
清穿之崽崽不爱卷
by More Than That (何何止于此)
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 345k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Ancient Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Little fox Ivan is the cutest male fox in the family. He loves to play and make trouble, and once broke into the family's forbidden area, a white light flashed, and he entered a strange world. The surroundings were warm, and he felt so comfortable that he felt as if he had returned to his mother's body. After he was born, he met a pair of dark eyes: "?" * Ivan feels that the world here is very happy, and he and Ama are deeply in love with each other. Whatever he wanted was delivered to him. It's very comfortable to bask in the sun every day, and you don't have to be forced to learn about family inheritance. As long as he acts coquettishly, even the usually serious Dafu Jin Zhezhe can't bear to give him snacks. The stupid Fulin always ran after him. Free and unrestrained. He is the happiest little fox. * But who can tell him what this is? [Congratulations to the host for launching the involution system. From now on, the 007 working system is opened for you. "Kill an entire playground in one minute, throw away a thousand people in one minute. Host, charge forward." Ivan rolled his eyes and flattened the corners of his mouth, threatening to break it. After a while, he hugged his burnt tail and wrote in big characters in frustration. Huang Taiji looked at him: "My son doesn't need to work so hard." Anyway, the empire I have built is for you. The important minister Obai was slightly pleased: "Long live there is a successor." Presumably Dorgon will not be able to make any trouble. From then on, Ivan was forced to learn Manchu and Mongolian, and he also had to learn modern science and technology in his sleep. In the end, not only Namu Zhong forced Bomu Boguoer to roll up, but even the scumbag Fulin was forced to 996. * Ivan looked up at the sky: "Life is so hard." With a "pop" sound, Xingzi fell to the ground. The female doll dressed as a man on the wall winked at him: "How about we go play?" ——Advance payment—— "The Qing Dynasty: Picking Up the Amnesia of Kangxi" Yu Xiaoxiao was born in the last days and has a rare spiritual power. She is withdrawn, strong, and has a violent and bad personality underneath her weak and pitiful appearance. Occasionally someone would see her, soft and frail, crying while stepping on a zombie's head and breaking its arms. With a swish of the knife spinning in his hand, the zombie's white brains were brought out. One day, she came to a dynasty called the Qing Dynasty. The green vegetable fields were completely different from the debris everywhere in the past. Her mother, who was skinny and hungry, handed her the little hoe, while her little brother behind her was crying for food. Her mother: "Go and cut the pig grass quickly." Her: "?" - - Kangxi, who was on his southern tour, did not expect that the corrupt forces would still slip through the net. He was stabbed by an assassin and fell to the roadside. When he woke up, he saw a pair of slender hands. The woman was weak and charming, with a frail figure and a soft and shy smile. She saw him waking up, showing an extremely fragile expression, and handed over the small hoe spinning in his hands. When he touched her hands, he could still feel her trembling and shyness. She said: "Can you do me a favor?" So Kangxi would occasionally come back from cutting pigweed at night, and he would see a girl with blood on her clothes, sitting on a tree, holding grass in her mouth, and smiling softly at him. - - Recalling his memories, Kangxi finally got rid of the days of mowing pig grass. How could the young emperor, who was born noble, associate with these people? On that day, thousands of people came to pay homage. The golden luan was raised high, and the guards with swords were all crowded. They lowered their heads and waited for the emperor who became famous at a young age to drive back to the palace. In the sedan chair returning to the palace, the delicate and helpless Yu Xiaoxiao leaned on the sedan chair, pursed her lips, and gave everyone a frightened and weak smile. - - Since Emperor Kangxi returned to the palace, all the concubines felt that their lives were becoming difficult. That shameless woman pretends to be charming, but in fact she has a black heart and a black liver. I can't live this life any longer. ——Advance collection of "When the Boss Becomes a Fake Daughter"—— For indescribable reasons, Renxu's blackened suitor hid in a small dark room on a barren mountain. Ten thousand years later, the seal has weakened. The darkened person with the angry look on his face was nowhere to be seen. Renxu broke through the sky and became a little fake daughter who died on a barren mountain. At first, everyone in Nancheng thought that the fake daughter who occupied the magpie's nest would be unhappy after leaving the Meng family. But who told her to occupy the magpie's nest, be ruthless, have vicious thoughts, and be intolerant of others? Several wealthy people laughed and said, "In just two months, she will be crying and begging the Meng family to go back." But the upper class people in Nancheng waited for two months, five months, two years... They did not wait until the fake daughter cried and shouted that she wanted to return to the Meng family. Instead, they waited until the fake daughter was elegant and beautiful. At the banquet, masters whom she could not usually invite gathered around her. The imagined scene of the fake daughter being thrown out of the Meng family in embarrassment did not appear. Instead, she waited until the Meng family bowed to her. Everyone in Nancheng was shocked. Is this world magical? —— Go deep into dangerous situations and face some of the world's biggest indescribables. The most talented little Celestial Master in the sect shook his arms to block the innocent, fragile and lovable Renxu behind him. Little Heavenly Master: "Don't... Don't... Don't be afraid." But no one could see clearly that the Northern Ghost King, who was rumored to be the most bloodthirsty, vicious, and unpredictable, had his eyes fixed on the woman blocked behind him. ——She clearly took his money to treat other men to dinner, but she disappeared without saying a word. The Southern Demon King, who was rumored to have a bad temper and bad temper, had a meal and grinded his teeth. ——This was the woman who told him she would never leave him, but she accidentally ran away, leaving him alone to die. At this moment, the powerful Indescribable thought had the same thought in his mind: He must tie her to the end of the bed and make her beg for mercy. ——Advance collection of "Elite Writers of the 1980s"—— Lin Yuan is a fool known to all over the country, but it is a pity that she has a beautiful face. As long as she was in Linjia Village, everyone felt sorry for her. Father Lin and Mother Lin received a large amount of gift money and just wanted to get Lin Yuan out of their hands. There happened to be a fool from the same village who was the son of the village cadre. A fool matches a fool. No one would say that she stuck a peony in cow dung. But... Yuanyuan from another continent came through. As a church saint who had been pampered since she was a child and was praised wherever she went, Yuanyuan blinked and looked at the poverty-stricken world in front of her in confusion. She turned her eyes and stared at the boy from the Xie family next door. That man was taciturn, but would help her wash her clothes and put on her socks, just like the bishop who had always watched over her in the church. - - Anyone who has followed Xie Mingyi for a long time knows that Brother Xie has a tough hand, a flexible mind, and a keen perception. No one has ever dared to touch his bottom line. He had climbed from a small and remote place to his current position little by little, and the people below him were trembling with fear and did not dare to have any other thoughts. But no one knew how Xie Mingyi, who was so powerful and frightening outside, coaxed people to wear socks in a low voice. Intention: If you never forget it, there will be a response



