A stupid father with good luck, a kick-ass and protective mother, and a dandy younger brother all want a principal husband.
Her engagement has been broken off three times yet she does not panic.
Beautiful and magnificent clothes, golden beams in their house.
She has money, she has power, why would she need a husband?
This is a story about a garish woman who has had her engagement broken off three times and a hypocrite of a man. This novel is lighthearted, over the top and sweet and satisfying. Dear guests, please enter if you’re interested.
A surgeon (male) and a physician (female) traveled through time together! This golden pair arrived in the Tang Dynasty in the ninth year of the Zhenguan era. What changes could their time travel bring to the Tang Dynasty?
If Empress Zhangsun hadn't died, would Crown Prince Chengqian have rebelled? Would Li Zhi still have become emperor? Would Wu Zetian still have stood on the historical stage?
[Rebirth + Abuse + Sweet Love + Cool Story]
Only when Shen Tang died did he find out that his elder sister, who was the queen, was not his parents' biological daughter, but the murderer who killed his entire family.
Fortunately, God had mercy on her, and she was reborn the day before her elder sister was to get married.
In her previous life, her elder sister was afraid of being a widow, so she planned to marry her in her place. However, after the wedding plan worked, she changed her mind and made her bear the infamy of stealing her elder sister's marriage and was despised by everyone.
In this life, Shen Tang exposed his eldest sister's hypocrisy on the spot and canceled the good marriage that everyone envied, making his eldest sister regret it.
On the road to revenge, she would kill gods if she met gods, and kill Buddhas if she met Buddhas!
But unexpectedly, the man she had been avoiding came to haunt her, and she realized what she had missed in her previous life...
Liu Bang: Rebellion? What rebellion? The Great Wall has 300,000 die-hard fans of the prince, and the royal court has 500,000 sworn cavalrymen. Tell me, who dares to rebel? Brother! Rebellion is a dead end. It's better to come with me and get a government position. That's the real future.
Xiang Yu: The Qin will be destroyed by Chu! Now he is the one with the most power, so... what? The prince personally invited me to be an official?
What do you mean by "destroying Qin"? I'm talking about King Qin! Hey! You traitor, how dare you harbor such rebellious intentions? I'll capture you and hand you over to the prince for punishment!
Han Xin: Huh? You two are still trying to compete with me for favor! I was exiled to the Great Wall with the young master when I was a teenager. How could you sow discord between us?
Wait! Sir, I really don't want to be the King of Qi! Slander! They are slandering me!
Ying Xuan watched with a smile as these three Chu-Han heroes threw dirty water at each other. It turned out that they had a feud and would not be able to live in peace even if they became colleagues. But wasn't this exactly what he wanted?
He silently opened the hand-drawn world map.
I can still hold on for a few more years. If there's no rush to clean up the mess at home, should we destroy the Donghu first? Or attack Loulan? Hey! I heard there's civil unrest in Rome? How about sending a group of Whips of God to help stir things up?
In the mansion of a loyal and brave general, there is only one old general in his seventies who protects the only son of his two sons and hopes that his grandson will become a successful person.
However, he was good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but he knew nothing about martial arts and literary skills.
Everyone knows that the General's Mansion has run out of energy. Three generations have passed, and a useless prince has emerged.
In early February of the first year of the Daqian era, there was a heavy snowfall, and the story begins here.
Your Highness, you are the prince of Rome and the future heir to the empire!"
"Okay! What time is it now?"
"1444, the year Jesus was born."
"..."
"Your Highness, don't run!"
Li Chen'an, a modern office worker crushed by the 996 workweek, travels back in time to become the most disliked Seventh Prince of Great Xia.
Fighting for the throne? Too exhausting!
Striving for supremacy? Too tempting!
Faced with the veiled strife of the court, he simply wants to rest and relax. He arrives in the desolate northwestern Yunzhou, hoping to fulfill his ultimate dream of a peaceful retirement. However, he finds that resting comfortably is a bit difficult.
No clean water? Purify it.
No good food? Develop new agricultural practices.
No sense of security? Build an iron army.
As a result... the poorest fiefdom became the granary of the world; the weakest private soldiers became a powerful army; the prince with the least sense of existence became a living saint in the eyes of the people...
When the whole world believed that he was the one destined by heaven...
Li Chenan wanted to cry but had no tears: "I really... just want to be a leisurely king! But my strength won't allow it!"
Please, stop squeezing me. If you keep squeezing me, I will... have to start the industrial revolution and make you play 007 every day!
When he woke up, he found himself turned into Kang Jiu, who was besieged and killed by the young men in the compound in Bloody Romance.
And a six-year-old sister.
Not only that, the compound where he lived was actually full of birds.
I plan to survive for ten years and wait for the next takeoff.
Banggeng tried to steal my sister's food, but I slapped him and sent him flying.
Jia Zhang avenged her grandson and exposed all his secrets.
Qin Huairu and the eldest uncle both wanted to adopt her, and all their hypocrisy was exposed.
Shazhu is willing to be a bootlicker until he has nothing. As long as you don't bother me, it's none of my business.
Main characters: Kang Jiu,
Rebellion? Only a failed rebellion counts! Success is called restoring the dynasty! In the second year of the Chongzhen Emperor's reign, natural disasters swept across the Ming Dynasty, and the Later Jin army marched into the pass. Internally, the postal workers of Yinchuan were eager to rebel; externally, the Liaodong Tartars were eyeing the throne with predatory intent. The once mighty empire, which had pursued the fleeing enemy relentlessly, was teetering on the brink of collapse. Amidst the chaos of the Jisi Incident, Jiang Han transmigrated and became a lowly soldier in the loyalist army of Yansui. Faced with the ruthlessness of his superiors, the harshness of the court, and the Tartars' butcher's knife, Jiang Han brazenly launched a mutiny, becoming a rebel force in northern Shaanxi. What? You tell me the army's pay isn't being paid? Look at all these landlords, wealthy landowners, and powerful officials! Aren't they all bloodsucking tycoons? What? You tell me you're too weak to kill the enemy? Is it because my reward is too low, or are you too weak to lift your sword? Look at the pile of silver on your bed, higher than a pillow, and tell me again, do you still have the motivation to kill? ...
[Female lead space + male lead rebirth]
Yin Miao just picked up an angry book from the ruins of the apocalypse, and accidentally entered the book and became an exiled unlucky person. It’s just that there are poor mountains, bad waters and hungry people everywhere, and they also drag a family who are used to the fine clothes, jade, food and grains.
Fortunately, the system sent an initial mission gift package-a space, but she just planned to develop the village into her own vegetable basket, meat plate, rice bag, and natural disasters and wars came.
Yin Miao cracked…
“Where A Miao goes, I will go.”
Seeing the bright woman who was packing things everywhere and preparing to take her family to escape, Xiao Xuan leaned against the tree and said with a smile.
Refugee Yin Miao hid the food stock that was about to explode at any time, and remembered that the plot mission had already deviate from the 108,000-mile mission, she sighed and asked, “Will you also go to the place where you lost your head?”
“Then I’ll go even more.”
A flicker of anger flashed in Xiao Xuan’s eyes, and this time, no one could move the slightest bit of what he wanted to protect.