MTL - Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife - Chapter 1229 Assassination star array, five artifacts recognize the Lord (6)

Wei Lan accidentally transformed into a cannon fodder girl of the era. She was dissatisfied when she went to the countryside for her brother and broke up with her family.

Because he was greedy for the male protagonist’s “beauty”, he was framed by another cannon fodder’s female partner, and successfully married a second-rate man in the brigade. In the end, he died in a foreign country. It can be said that he was a master of death!

Wei Lan, who is familiar with the plot, said who the male protagonist loves! Please let me be beautiful alone!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        The female protagonist who wears books and is a squeamish woman VS the male protagonist who was ruthless in the early stage and didn’t talk much in the later stage.

(The heroine has a delicate setting, she doesn’t like to stray in, her daily purpose is: sweet, sweet, sweet!)

Note: There is another male protagonist, not the male protagonist in the original book.

- Description from novelbuddy

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there.Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream.“Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!”“Like a game?”“Uh . . . sure.”“Great, I’m in!”And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System.Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style.**[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads.The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience.|| Excerpt ||[WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!]“Then serve me . . . properly.”The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars.“Y-yes your majesty.”Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders.The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest.She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing.The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine.Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip.Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked.She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened.When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled.Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place.As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there.“You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch.“I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse.Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?”Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on.“Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?”

The once most powerful ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique has been lost for millions upon millions of years.Countless years later, youth Lin Feng who was down on his luck, managed to obtain the number one ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique by chance.When Lin Feng departed from a tiny city of the northern-most area in the world, a legendary story would begin.This is a world with experts as many as the trees in a forest, a world where different races vyes for supremacy.Who shall rule over destiny in this boundlessly vast land?Depending on the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, Lin Feng battle the heavens and fought the earth, sweeping aside all experts with dominance, tyrannically ruling the myriad realms.

When people pass away, they often leave behind unfulfilled wishes. I will act as a force of justice, helping the deceased achieve their final desires before I return to my own world to confront and make peace with my own regrets.