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In the last life, because I didn't care about her Bai Yueguang, she held a grudge. After getting married, she and Bai Yueguang teamed up to kill me, and then took over all my family's property. My parents died tragically. Until the moment I closed my eyes, I didn't believe it was true...

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A little village widow picked a strong man to be her husband.

As a courtesan in a brothel, I was once selected by Lu Heng, the king of Zhennan, to replace Princess An Ning, the most beautiful woman in Dayong, and marry the ancient king of You Kingdom far away. Everyone thought that I was a lowly woman who was greedy for glory, but they didn't know that this substitute situation was the perfect opportunity for me to take revenge. In the palace, I pretended to be smart and tolerant, learned etiquette and discerned people's hearts, and saw the old emperor's greed and An Ning's arrogance. But Lu Heng was cold and hard on the surface, but in private he was gentle and caring towards me, calling me "Yan'er", which made me have delusional thoughts. When An Ning poured tea on his face and threw boards on his body, I was shocked to realize that this stunt was far more cruel than I imagined.

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Fight each other, 2 people or more

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Record the big and small things in life, share every bit, and hope to encourage each other to be the best version of ourselves.

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In Chengyu, salvage story

"Ding dong!" Tonight's story is business as usual. This is a late-night convenience store open all year round - Yesterday's Convenience Store. The shelves of convenience stores are not only filled with products, but also the concerns of countless strangers who have nowhere to put them. All kinds of guests stop here for a short time. Or the programmer who just finished working overtime bought a can of beer and a decision; or the lady in a wedding dress chose a wrench and a pack of popping candies; or the old man who always showed up at three in the morning, just looking for a "memory flavor" drink that has been discontinued... Every customer is an unopened book; every purchase is the title page of a story. As the manager of yesterday's convenience store-perhaps the silent recorder who always smiled, or perhaps the convenience store itself-we do not judge, but quietly provide a hot food, a warm drink, a greeting, and leave you a light without saying thank you in this city wrapped in cold buildings. When morning comes, the stories will be carefully filed away. So, in countless lonely late nights, this convenience store became a warm legend in the city: "If you have something on your mind and nowhere to go, you might as well go there and sit. It doesn't ask where you come from, but it will understand."

"The Cultivation of Immortals from Another World on the Tip of the Tongue" Nascent Soul monk Lin Chen failed in his ascension and was forced to lower his dimension to find another job in the magic world. The only golden finger is the gluttonous broken pot, who repairs himself by swallowing slime gel. In order to save enough "travel expenses" to return home, he had to use alchemy techniques to cook crystal slime, use Bigu Dan as a health supplement, and even almost stewed the lava lord into spicy soup. "Fellow Taoist, can you lend me your staff for cooking?" - This is a story about a pot and its cook, who are seriously building (beauty), laughter (food) infrastructure in another world. (Eastern fantasy + Western fantasy + funny flow)

Justice is never anyone else's business. It is the choice you and I finally make between interests and conscience.

Because of a dream, the starting point of the story begins...

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Introduction to "The Love of the Old Sword": [Ancient time travel + sadomasochistic love + medical counterattack + chasing wife in the crematorium + reunion after breaking the mirror] Shen Qing, a modern surgeon, and Shen Qingyuan, the daughter of Chengtai Hospital, once traveled through time. She used her medical skills to save Pei Lin, the general of Zhenbei, thinking she had found a husband. However, in the third year of her wedding, she discovered that he had hidden a sachet from the outer chamber, and even brought back her "benefactor" who was pregnant with his concubine. She was so cold-hearted that she did not hesitate to use Miao territory's forbidden arts, hoping to return to the modern world on the night of the blood moon, but he blocked her with her life and planted a blood contract of life and death. After two lifetimes of entanglement and ten years of searching, she reunited with him in modern times in a cafe in a parallel time and space - this time, there was no betrayal, no deception, just a strange sentence: "Do you need help?" Love and regret travel through thousands of years; fate and calamity continue in this life.

This book is about Wang Aoxue's different life. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.

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Cultivation and Enlightenment Fantasy Novels

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Bind the emotional rebate system, my girlfriend gets angry and I get rich My girlfriend thought I was poor and humiliated me in public in a luxury store. I turned around and bound the emotional rebate system, and the more she did it, the richer I became. She threw my phone, and the system credited her with 100,000 yuan in seconds. She called me a waste and added a million dollars to my account. She held the rich second generation's arm and taunted me, and I bought the entire shopping mall on the spot. My ex-girlfriend was dumbfounded and knelt down to beg for reconciliation. I hugged my new love and chuckled: "Keep scolding, I will lose if I go bankrupt." She grabbed my trousers like crazy: "How much money do you have?" I looked at the newly arrived 100 million on my phone and gently wiped away her tears: "Don't stop, the crazier you get, the richer I get."

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I hope to use my words to show everyone the society I see

Nonsense story

My own midnight story stand, you don't have to listen if you don't want to hear it

The rogue Chi Chi holds cloth and silk. This is a simple and casual story, and it is impossible to write a complete essay. The fate between the two is beyond words. Perhaps in another time and space, love and breakup are going on.

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After Ye Lin's death, his soul went to heaven and was admired by Emperor Yin, who wanted him to work in the underworld. Ye Lin made a deal with Emperor Yin in exchange for three years to return to junior high school, but he could not change the timeline significantly.

I was Huo Jue's bride, but on the wedding night, he tied me to the altar and sacrificed me. When the blade cut away the flesh and blood and revealed the divine bones, he was shocked to realize the truth - and I have buried a hundred-year seal with my life.

[Time travel + sadomasochism + chasing wife in the crematorium + second male lead + reunion of two lives] Lin Wan dressed up as a maid in a cold palace and spent seven years accompanying Xiao Yan from a down-and-out prince to a powerful King of Jin. He promised her that they would be a couple for the rest of their lives, but they raised a foreign wife in Jiangnan, and even the children could call them daddy. In order to let the child enter the clan, he knelt down to her for the first time. And she helped him up with a smile, turned around and returned to the formation under the full moon night-- "Your Majesty, I'm going home." When she opened her eyes again, she returned to modern times and became a vegetative state that had been in a coma for three years. The museum displays the relics of King Jin engraved with her name. History records that he never married and became crazy in his later years. Until the professor who looked very similar to Xiao Yan appeared, holding a Begonia jade pendant in his hand and asked her: "Lin Wan, have we met in the past life?" In this life, should she gamble again? One sentence summary: It took him two lifetimes to chase her before he learned how to live up to her.

I was adopted by adoptive parents solely to donate bone marrow to their daughter. In my last life, I died on the operating table. After my rebirth, I knelt in front of a strange lady and called my mother - this time, I wanted to take back everything that belonged to me.

I am the daughter of a movie queen, and I was sent to hell by her own hands. When I was reborn and returned to the day of her remarriage, I tore up the "treatment agreement" she handed me and looked directly into her frightened eyes: "Mom, you are the one who should treat the disease."

I was the most popular pet behaviorist on the Internet until an intern held up a bloody stick and accused me of dog abuse during a live broadcast. When my fiancé forced me to kneel down and apologize, I smiled at the camera - they didn't know that my other degree was in criminal psychology.

After three years of marriage, I thought my husband's humiliation was love. Until he pushed me into a nationally broadcast trial and crushed my life with his own hands. But when he showed the final "evidence", he smiled at the camera and said: "The show has just begun." And I clutched his blood-stained diary in the ruins...

My name is Lin Zhao, and I specialize in investigating death scenes. My best friend offers me a private job at a sky-high price, but there is a sea of ​​blood beneath the pure white villa. When I picked up my schoolgirl's hairpin from the sewer, I realized that the next "garbage" to be cleaned up was myself.

They stole my legacy to commemorate my late father, stole my reputation and loved ones, and reduced me to an emotionless machine. The whole Internet reveled in my ruined reputation. But they don't know that I have already left a fatal mark on this "gift".

It does not teach you how to defeat fate, but invites you to see: when countless ordinary people hold hands in the wind and rain, that in itself is the deepest resilience and the brightest hope of mankind. This is not a story about heroes, but a documentary fiction about "how ordinary people become each other's light." It does not shy away from the pain and loss of life, but focuses more on recording those moments when one still reaches out despite the pain. At a time when medical dramas often focus on miracles, this book chooses to gaze at daily perseverance; at a time when growth stories prefer counterattack routines, this book honestly faces illness and limitations; at a time when war narratives tend to become grandiose, this book remembers a young man's simplest wish: "My name is Ping An." Ultimately, this is a story about "how we overcome the hurdles together" - with professionalism, courage, a red line, and a hand that will never be withdrawn in a lifetime.

The original meaning of all immortals is ordinary, the original meaning of immortals is ordinary, the original meaning of all immortals is transformed into...

Some short stories about imaginative ideas, such as - if so-and-so does not enter the palace.

The red silk is dazzling, the joy is noisy. A carefully planned marriage tightly bound a "silly" prince and a "crazy" princess. The court is turbulent, the relatives are monopolizing power, the borders are in crisis, and in the prosperous age, the imperial power is crumbling. When everyone thought this was an abandoned son and a puppet lingering on, under the red hijab, Xie Zhaozhao opened his cold and sharp eyes. On her wedding day, she overturned the etiquette and took charge of the East Palace, stirring up the storm with her delicate hands. Embezzling military pay, manipulating refugees, framing Zhongliang... Faced with numerous murderous situations, she worked step by step, using account books as a knife and people's hearts as a chess piece, vowing to cut off the black hand covering the court. Behind her, the prince Xiao Jingheng, who was regarded as an "idiot" by the world, quietly put aside his disguise. I have been dormant for ten years, just to be by her side, accumulating thunder in a silent place. From clearing out the borers in the inner garden, to the prime minister of the current dynasty whose power is overwhelming; from the turbulent court games in the capital, to the battle of life and death in the windy and sandy sky in the north. This is a marriage that started as a transaction, but evolved into a life-and-death alliance that started with utilization and ended with trust. When the final truth is revealed, facing the edict and old hatred that can subvert the imperial power, can they join hands to carve a bloody path to the top of power and to each other's true love in a desperate situation?

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"Waste Village" is like a huge furnace, in which everyone's desires, fears and humanity are put into it to smelt it into its most primitive form. Here, your allies one moment may push you into the abyss the next. When Takeshi Haruta trades his life for a glimmer of hope, when Rustaki makes a choice between betrayal and redemption, when the balance of trust tilts again and again... Only then did we understand that the test of this escape was not whether we could get out of this jungle, but what kind of people we would eventually become. Is it to survive at any cost? Or in despair, holding on to the last glimmer of humanity?

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I am pregnant. My husband and mother-in-law scolded me and hit me, but they didn't know that there was a camera hidden in my collar. I've been waiting for this live broadcast for too long.

When I returned to China to announce my marriage to my mortal enemy, everyone thought I was angry. But no one knows that I married Lu Zhixing for a deal and to bury the secret of that rainy night.

When I worked as a maid in my daughter's restaurant, I was accused of stealing. After Hanxin left, I became the head chef of a top hotel. Now they are crying and begging me to go back. I chuckle: When they forced me to leave, did I think about today?