MTL - 70s: Raising a Baby - Chapter 112

The mortal kings did not dare meet my gaze, and the Admiral would bow his body in my presence. Why, you ask?Because I was born noble, standing above all living beings.Luffy wants to become the Pirate King? That is a fantasy. Send him straight to Impel Down.Dragon wants to challenge Mariejois? Impossible. Send him for ideological reformation.For 800 years, the world has been beneath our feet, and it will remain so for a thousand more.I am a god walking among mortals. If this world must change, then it is god who will lead that change.Everything under the sun is trampled beneath the hooves of the Celestial Dragons!“I am the King of the World!” — Donquixote Claudius.______________________________________This is a TLRaw: 海贼：世界之王Support me on patreon for 40+ Advanced chapters: patreon.com/Blownleaves

Yunmo transmigrated into a book, and became the vicious female supporting role of the same name in a period novel.

The original owner was a fake daughter who was wronged, arrogant and domineering, bad and violent, married to a poor man by the unbearable adoptive parents.

The rough man has a good face and a good body. After he became rich, he earned a lot of money every day, but the original owner disliked the rough man before he became rich. In the end, the husband and wife separated and died in poverty.

Yunmo, who holds the Lingquan space in her hand, said that she is not panic, even if it is a bad card, she can play Wang Zhan.

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The reborn daughter, the real daughter, Yun Yao, who wanted to trample Yunmo under her feet, found that after marriage, Yunmo seemed to be on the hook.

While she was busy making money by taking advantage of her rebirth, Yunmo was drinking afternoon tea leisurely with the ladies and gentlemen.

When she was complacent about being admitted to a junior college, Yunmo got the admission letter from the first university, Beijing University.

When she was proud of marrying into a rich family and becoming a rich wife, Yun Mo turned around and befriended the richest man, and became the only heir of the richest man.

Reborn Girl·True Daughter·Yunyao: Who is the heroine? ? ?

[Squeamish Miss VS Indifferent Rough Guy]

Shuangjie 1V1, the sweet pet of the era

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Petite Princess VS Rough KhanOn their wedding day, Yelu Yan told Li Xianyun that apart from affection, he could provide her with endless wealth and honor.After the marriage, he indeed kept his promise, cherishing her in the palm of his hand.Little did he know, the more he cherished her, the deeper she burrowed into his heart, right to the very top.Not long after the political marriage with the Khitans, Li Xianyun gradually noticed earth-shattering changes around her:Initially, the commoners who disliked her began to worship her as a deity...The court officials accusing her of bewitching their lord were now pleading with her to consummate the marriage with the Khan...The most perplexing of all was her husband in name; wasn’t he the one who said he wouldn't give her emotional affection? Why was he always following her around?Little theater scene 1:One day, Yelu Yan cornered Li Xianyun against the wall.“Why are you avoiding this Khan?”“They say you might have taken a liking to your servant.”“Remove ‘might’, isn’t it obvious enough from how this Khan acts?”“But you said you wouldn’t give your servant emotional affection.”Yelu Yan held his forehead; he had indeed said too many foolish things.“The Han people always say that one should start a family and then establish a career; clearly, the two are not in conflict.”Little theater scene 2:The sun had risen high, yet Yelu Yan was still clinging to Li Xianyun.“Get up quickly, I have to leave. There are patients on the street waiting for my consultation, the good fields to the west need irrigation, the homestead plots in the east need measuring, and I have to oversee the silk reeling and dyeing... Uh...”“Your husband is a patient, don’t you care for him?”Li Xianyun looked at the man tough enough to rival ten bulls and was utterly speechless.

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.“Is there magic in this world?”Facing Bailuo’s question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, “No.”“But there are miracles.”“What are miracles?”“A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit.”The uncle said, “Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder.”“Magic!”Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, “This is definitely magic!”“No.”His uncle said, “These are truly miracles.”Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, “This is a miracle…”