The Cold, Dark Emperor Found His Destined Wife and Spoils Her Rotten!

Wen Zhaozhao collided with a meteorite and lost her memory, forgetting why she had come to Blue Sea Star. Then she met Fang Xinglü, a half-demon boy. One lived for games and play, finding the everyday world full of life and fun. The other lived only for revenge, and even the most beautiful scenery seemed gray and lifeless. Half blazing sunshine, half abyss. The tribulation of godhood descended. The Heavenly Dao came in person! Ghosts and gods emerged, and none in heaven or earth could claim supremacy. In a garden bursting with flowers, a little white mouse burying her younger half-brother in a rat hole was caught by a hand as white as jade. A hoarse, low voice trembled uncontrollably. “Zhaozhao...” Wen Zhaozhao looked at him like a stranger and blinked. “Hey, handsome. Do we know each other?” The plump little Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, round as a ball, lounged on a swing. Glancing at the brother who had been buried, she chirped in her babyish voice, “Sis, what kind of coffin do you want? Su’s General Store takes custom orders~” Wen Zhaozhao: “!!!”