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 The weeping weeping of the girl was intermittent, and the crowd gathered again for a while and then dispersed.
 A pair of thin coffins seldom requires two or two silvers and other expenses, and at least four or two silvers are needed to bury the elderly. All the farmers came to the market. Neither girl was needed in the family, nor was she willing to take out such a sum of money.
 The girl's cry of helplessness spread so far, although the people who stopped a little later often left in a hurry.
 Although the weather in March was still a little cool, the people on the scooter had already issued a bad smell. In this bustling crowd, the girl was kneeling helplessly like this, and even the crying was diluted by the continuous yelling.
 Qi Yanli was shoved from time to time by people passing by in the same place, and the pain in her heart was uneasy. She glanced again at the girl and turned away.
 Back to the small courtyard, Qi Yan cut his paper and researched ink. He just grabbed an article and wrote it in his mind. The pen-shaped pen sharply revealed a repressive tyranny. It didn't return to the gentle and mellow in the past until the full three big sheets were written. Pen body.
 Qi Yan put down his writing brush and exhaled the staleness in his chest, looking at the verdict in the book case, if the manuscripts of the two were a little irritable: but seeing the son of the enemy was so out of control, the real number should not be.
 She sighed again, picked up the manuscript and threw it into the stove in the temple room, and went back to the room to lie on the bed.
 The weather in Yunzhou in March changed, and it was still windy and sunny in the daytime, and it rained heavily in the evening. Qi Yan, who was lying on the bed as a lightning struck the sky, suddenly sat up and covered her ears.
 "Boom!"
 Mu Lei seemed to be blasting the sky, and Qi Yan shrank to the corner of the bed. In the neat room, a pungent animal flavour fluttered from the air, and Qi Yan lay on the bed in pain and vomited.
 The prairie prince Qiyan Agula is not afraid of thunder, and wind, fire and thunder are all gifts from the gods. But 'Wei Guoren' Qi Yan was afraid of thunder and lightning.
 In the past five years, Master Qi Yan came to her room every time thunderstorms occurred, and asked her sharply with thunder: What did you see when you returned to the grassland again? The black mask flickered under the lightning, and the hoarse, unpleasant sound stabbed Qi Yan's chest like a sharp knife.
 I don't know how many rains have rained in the middle, thunderstorm days have become Qi Yan's living nightmare completely. Even today, if Qi Yan's mood is unstable, he will even hallucinate when he listens to thunder.
 "Where's the king's tent?" Qi Yan's eyes flashed the picture five years ago. Countless animals trampled on the thick dung. The animals in the air had a strong taste but could not find the familiar king's account. .
 Qi Yan shook his head in pain and stumbled out. Large raindrops hit her face and dispelled her hallucinations.
 She ran tiredly and lay on her back to the muddy ground, letting the mud get half of her body into her ears.
 She is respectful, afraid, and hated of the masked person ... The masked person often falls into madness but never feels embarrassed.
 In fact, Qi Yan has hardly lost his posture in the past year or two, and he can restrain himself even when he sees hallucinations. Just seeing the son of the enemy today disturbed her state of mind, plus another thing she was pressing and not facing.
 Qi Yan got up and walked towards the city with a sloppy step. Due to the heavy rain, the bazaar was scattered, and she saw the young girl of Shicai at a glance: she was struggling with the reins of the scooter. Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, relieved a certain unknown corner of his heart a lot. She walked up quickly and called out, "Girl."
 The girl stopped and raised her hands and wiped her eyes. A embarrassed young man stood in front of her. Judging by his height, he should be 16 or 7 years old, but the childlike features do not look very similar.
 Seeing that the girl was silent, Qi Yan took the initiative and said, "I rented a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city. If you can trust it, follow me first to avoid the rain."
 Upon hearing that, the girl's nose sobbed back sadly: "But my dad ..." She had nowhere to stand for a few days, all because it was considered unlucky by others.
 "The deceased is respected. I don't know how long the rain will last. Would the girl follow me?"
 The girl nodded, Qi Yan took the rein and tied it to herself and grabbed the handrail. The girl exclaimed: "The son is absolutely necessary, let's come to the slave family!"
 "My feet are quicker, and the girl is keeping up."
 The girl was so tired and hesitant that she didn't quit, she walked along the side of the scooter and wiped her tears from time to time.
 The girl who returned to the small courtyard was reluctant to lift the body into the house, and the two hands moved the firewood in the shed to the hall and pushed the trolley into the shed before returning to the house.
 The young girl thanked her and shrank her arms aside, her loneliness and the loneliness of a lonely man and a lonely woman inevitably disturbing her.
 Qi Yan was clear, went into the house and took a clean dress and handed it to the girl: "There is ready-made hot water in the pot, and the bathtub is behind the screen. You must wash it and keep cold. I'll go and clean up Westinghouse first. Call me. "
 After half an hour, Qi Yan returned to the house, and her clothes were slightly loose on the girl.
 "My son." The girl put the hot net cloth in her hands, Qi Yan thanked and wiped the mud on her face.
 The girl quietly looked up and lowered her head quickly.
 "Dare to ask the girl, how much does the burial order cost?"
 The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Qi Yan in disbelief, kneeling on the ground with a "thump". Qi Yan finally lifted up the patient and patiently waited for the other side to stop crying and repeated.
 The girl answered with sobbing, "Just a thin coffin, a little paper money, a plate of dry food, if the son has mercy on a hardwood board as a monument."
 "How much silver and silver do you need?"
 "Ben two or two is enough, but a slave girl can't handle it, and you need to hire a few strong men to help plan the soil to lift the coffin. It is estimated that there will be three ... two hundred copper plates."
 The girl said to kneel again, but fortunately Qi Yan was ready to help her, "Don't do that."
 "Son son, the slave family is willing to serve the son for the life of the slave. The slave family is an innocent farmer for generations! To be buried, the father and the slave family will follow the son to the government office to sign and draw.
 Qi Yan turned into the room, opened the cage, took out the money bag and poured it out. There were only one or two. She took out all the contents of the cage again, and touched the dark lock to open it. She lifted the bottom plate, and the dark grid was covered with a layer of broken silver. Before leaving, the masked man gave Qi Yan fifty-two pieces of broken silver and two bronze coins for the examination and travel.
 Qi Yan took out two pieces and put them in his hands for at least four or two. He covered the dark board and recovered the things.
 She handed the money bag to the girl: "There should be five or two here. You should take it. When tomorrow rain stops at the paper shop in the city, find the boss to negotiate the price and entrust him to handle it. Township entanglement. You live in Westinghouse today, and I have taken out my bedding. "
 "My son ..."
 Qi Yan snatched the road and said, "I don't like to serve people and I don't need girls to be slaves. There is an umbrella near the door, so don't send it."
 Seeing the girl standing still, Qi Yan frowned and said coldly, "I'm short, girl, let's go."
 The girl really didn't understand why the kind-hearted boy's mood changed so quickly. The question was filled with Qi Yan's slightly disgusted cold expression. He turned around with his money bag and left, even forgetting the umbrella. Westinghouse.
 Qi Yan dropped the latch and reheated the water, leaned against the edge of the wooden barrel, closed her eyes and sighed, and said to herself silently: This is the last time she has mercy on the Wei people, right to ... Kindness.
 Qi Yan felt better when she figured it out. She looked down at a lifelike wolf king's head stabbed on her flat chest. I don't know why Master agreed to her request to keep a little mark ...
 The rising heat blinded the amber eyes, and the shaking water distorted the expression of the wolf king. Inside that chest was a heart pierced by hate vines, dripping with blood and beating.
 The next day.
 The girl got up at dawn and prepared breakfast for Qi Yan, but when she went to the east house, she found the door was locked. Remembering the other girl's cold eyes last night, the girl quietly left the courtyard, and found the paper-making shop in Yunzhou City to negotiate the price with the shopkeeper according to Qi Yan, and led four guys to carry a thin coffin and put their father into the concubine. The shopkeeper also heard about the funeral of his father at the market yesterday. He was very merciful. When he saw the girl alone, he asked his buddy to help him snore.
 The girl came to the door of Qi Yan again, and the door was still locked. She knelt and smiled at the door with a bitter smile.
 The girl waited for a while to see Qi Yan speechless, then worshiped three steps and left in a step. Until the small courtyard completely disappeared into the field of vision, she still couldn't believe that someone who was so kind and unrequited had let herself meet, maybe God bless it? Or did the immortal hear his begging for help?
 She couldn't help but think about Qi Yan's face, but unfortunately the darkness in the house last night, coupled with his muddy body, did not look real, only those amber eyes were deeply pierced in her heart.
 On April 3, the gate of Tong Sheng Yuan opened.
 The scale of this year's childbirth test is unprecedented, because the emperor who always advocated frugality the other day built a mansion of the same size as the prince for the ten-year-old Nangong Jingnv, and gave it the title: 蓁 蓁.
 Many people are speculating whether the emperor will open Enke, so many students who have not yet obtained childhood status rush in this year.
 Why is this princess princess so favored? The reason is even a little bit known to ordinary people.
 When the imperial emperor Nangong let a total of nine sons and three daughters under his knees, this Nangong Jingnv was the only bleeding vein, and his status was naturally noble.
 Nangong made him deeply affectionate with his wife, Ma, when he was still the prime minister, and he had a daughter for many years after marriage, which was the princess.
 Unfortunately, Ma's daughter died shortly afterwards. Nangong asked Dazheng to sacrifice his dead wife for one day, and then renamed the former Donggong to rename and rename it "Weiyang Palace."
 It has been nearly ten years since the death of Empress Ma the Nangong has been vacant. I heard that a concubine presided over the harem, and it seems that there is no plan to establish it.
 Nangong Jingnv also has two sisters who have been proclaimed. They have called each other: the maid, the concubine, the two have passed the age, but they have not got the title, let alone set up a government. Even the people all said: If this princess princess is a man, he must be the best candidate for the crown prince.
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 A natural moat called the Luo river split the great land into two. Jing of the north, and Wei of the south.
 One was the Prince of the grass plains who had no worries nor sorrow. One was a lawful Princess who received exclusive favour of the Emperor.
 A war turned the Prince of the grass plains into an orphan, she who had laid dormant for ten years had originally planned to become a sycophantic official, to manipulate the enemy kingdom into chaos, but was appointed as Fuma at the Chionglin banquet.
 Wait and see, how this debt of grudge from a fallen kingdom and devastated home will be settled.
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 She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss. 
 He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go. 
 Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back. 
 Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.” 
 Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.
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 In many worlds, the system data was sent into chaos due to some kind of obsession skyrocketing, turning decent protagonists into murderous villains.
 The system appointed You Xu to cross into the world, warm the paranoid villains, and gain their trust to eliminate the root causes.
 The system fully believes in its ability to choose people until it discovered–.
 In particular, You Xu provoked the villains to be even more paranoid, and the whole world was chaotic as if it was swept away by a virus.
 The system crashed: “Ah, didn’t I tell you to eliminate them?”
 You Xu: “harvesting means the same thing.”
 System: “.”
 Eliminating = Harvesting (?)
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 Yan Xi grew up with the unique face of the heroine of a bitter drama. Even the old man who set up a fortune-telling stall at the back door of the community had to shake his head and sigh with emotion when he saw her. This girl looked bitter and ill-fated. It’s a pity. Pity.
 Yan Xi：……
 As the saying goes, You can not judge a person by appearance, just as you can’t measure the sea with a pint pot.
 Yan Xi felt that although she had the face of a bitter heroine, she had the heart of a comedy heroine.
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 One day, the supreme villainess’s sleeping soul is bound to an unknown life form who calls itself the Cannon Fodder System.
 The lifeform requires her to act as various cannon fodders in various worlds, dying again and again in different inexplicable ways just so the story plot can progress.
 Shao Yin believes that every single character should be allowed a chance to live their own life, instead of becoming a stepping stone for the so-called protagonists.
 Hence, she does her best in each and every world.
 System: Please try your best to act your role as a cannon fodder.
 Shao Yin: Hm?
 Why would she do that? Is it not pleasing to hold money and power within her own hands?
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 Everyone in the entertainment industry knows that Xiao Fengyu is an optimistic, cheerful and generous person who’s not affected by anything.
 In an interview, the host asked: “Is there anything that will make you furious?”
 Xiao Fengyu smiled generously, “How come? I have been in the industry for ten years, what other big storm have I not witnessed?”
 The host was about to praise Fengyu for her knowledge and open-mindedness, but her smile gradually faded away.
 Everyone looked behind.
 Outside the filming area, the actress He Yunhan who came to visit the session, was gazing down and talking to a young and beautiful singer.
 When the camera was aimed back at Xiao Fengyu, she indifferently said, “I’m sorry, I’m going to be furious.”
 Moderator: “. . .”
 Audience: “. . .”
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 In the previous life, the powerful and beautiful wife gave him everything just so that he could look at her, but he listened to his adoptive father’s instigation to steal her company secrets, scolded her for subscribing to her and forced her to divorce, and was finally burned to death by his adoptive father. .
 In the face of his adoptive father’s instigation and framing of his eldest brother, Xu Tian hugged his daughter-in-law’s thigh tightly: “Wife, the weather is cold, and the Xu family should go bankrupt!”
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 In the age of the Great Liang Dynasty, the lives of the people were made convenient with steam-powered machines that run on a fuel named Violetstream Gold. Chang Geng, who lived in a small countryside village, shared a distant relationship with his mother while his stepfather was away most of the year round, and the only people he was close to were two little kids, the village teacher, and his yi fu – adoptive father. But his life was flipped upside down one day following the barbaric Man tribes’ invasion, and it turned out that his entire identity had been an illusion – not only was Chang Geng himself not the country boy he thought he was, but also his mother, his teacher, and even his beloved yi fu…
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 When choosing the companion system, Congliang did a trick, palace fights, house fights, scumbags, counterattacks, and other systems that seemed to be particularly wasteful of brain cells, and pulled a particularly pure-looking “Scum Girl Congliang System”.
 Being good means being a good person, and being a good person is simple. 
 However, after starting the time-travel mission, Cong Liang discovered that her trapping system has another more appropriate name – “Sura Heart Hunting Field” 
 In other words, how to make a person who was imprisoned by you, humiliated, beaten, abandoned, abused, ridiculed, betrayed, harmed, exploited… fell in love with you and gave you a sincere kiss? 
 Wait online! Very urgent!
 First wear – lame prince 
 Second wear – Blind man 
 The third wear – juvenile offender with severed finger 
 Fourth wear – ghost face fifth uncle 
 Fifth wear – one-armed tailor
 【important hint! ! ! 】 
 The heroine is a rough man at heart, the hero and the woman got the wrong script series 
 Every world I will write seriously, so I may wear it slowly 
 As always, all logical common sense comes from the author’s brain hole, all for the service of the target, you are easy to go crazy 
 Declined to examine the textual research list, and to take the author’s anger
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 Seria, a social outcast, has changed.
 Seria Stern, the wicked woman who made everyone tremble with fear, was now calm.
 In fact, she wasn’t just changed, she was a completely different person.
 The moment she realized that she had possessed the body of the villain Seria, in a romance novel, she had a hunch about the future and decided to live low.
 She would avoid kidnapping and harassing the original heroine, hence preventing her death by decapitation at the hands of Kalis, the second male lead.
 In order to avoid that, she had to fix her bad relationship with Kalis and even healed his injured arm.
 Thanks to that she got engaged with him, so it’s all worked out.
 Finally, the original heroine returned, and her husband, Lesche, should be on good terms with her now.
 “I’ve been waiting to escort her, so…”
 Lesche asked, resolutely cutting off Kalis’ words.
 “Miss Seria, it would be better for you to choose. With whom would you want to go with?”
 Something was strange.
 The original, wasn’t it perfectly fine?
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 Before her rebirth, Wei Luo was an innocent little girl.
 After rebirth, she appeared lovable on the outside but was a different person on the inside.
 Those who learned of her true nature yielded to her.
 Only the prince regent regarded her as a treasure; no matter how much he pampered her, it was not enough for him.
 Anything she wanted, he gave her, including the princess position that she didn’t want, which he stubbornly pushed onto her.
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 In a hilarious and sweet xianxia romance set in Ancient China, Lu Zhao Yao went through life living ostentatiously in every way possible. She lived her entire demon life in a loud and brazen manner, reigning over legions of demons, and yet——just before she was about to retrieve the sword of the ancient demon king and rightfully claim her spot on the throne——she died.
 In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.
 Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.
 Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.
 Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.
 One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.
 Thus began her journey to avenge her very own death by destroying Mo Qing——and, in the process, resume her rightful place as the King over all demon sects!
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 Betrayed by everyone close and her family ruined, Luo Yoo had lived for 25 years. Only until death did she understand who was truly good to her in this world. If possible, she really did not want to just die like this. She had yet to thank that man who had helped her when she was in dire straits, that man who was willing to go bankrupt and lose his life for her! 
 When she had been thrown down from a 80+ floors building, she had seen with her own eyes that man who followed her and jumped down. At that moment Luo Yoo told herself that if she could have a second chance, she would definitely treat this man well! She would also never let her life become this miserable again, she wanted to repay that man’s kindness and take her revenge! 
 The instant she landed, she thought she had died but in the blink of an eye, she realised she had returned to 10 years ago, back to when everything had just begun. 
 Confusion, enlightenment, a delightful surprise! As the daughter of a rich and influential family, she swears that in this life, she would definitely make those people who betrayed her pay the price they deserve. She would also definitely bring that man, who pledged his life to follow her, under her wing and cherish him well! 
 Ye Yunchen, the illegitimate son of the Ye Family, was cold-hearted and handsome, vicious and ruthless. His IQ could go either ways to the extreme. In front of others, his IQ was naturally extremely high but in front of Luo Yoo, he was as silly as a loyal dog, even if he was kicked fiercely by his master, he would only pitifully continue to please his master, never thinking of betrayal. 
 Ye Yunchen’s life was filled with too much darkness, while Luo Yoo was his only source of sunlight. Therefore, he is willing to give up anything to protect her, his life, his dignity, his everything!
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