MTL - The Coming Heroine: The Only Princess - Chapter 771 Terrible "love rival"

Back to the end of Ming Dynasty, he was reduced to a slave.

This emperor, a beggar can do it, a slave can do it, a bandit can do it, but a house slave can’t do it?

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Nidel, who belonged to the Technological Magic Order that held low prestige, became the bodyguard of a foreign prince behind the scenes. Left with no choice, he assumed the role of a bodyguard, turning into a black cat using the transformation magic he prided himself in, but the one who assumed the role as official bodyguard was the Royal Knight Legato. Nidel, who one-sidedly held feelings of affection towards Legato, thought of this circumstance to be interesting, butー

The weather became extremely hot, and Xiao Yueling, whose parents died unexpectedly, got a space to trigger a sense of crisis, and decided to go back to his hometown to accompany his grandfather to face life and death together.

From the red land to the frozen world, people are caught off guard.

Viruses devour lives, and human beings are helpless in the face of disasters.

Survival is becoming more and more difficult, and many people will do whatever it takes to survive.

Meeting Li Kun by chance, the man said: “Little girl, I will protect you forever, okay?”

“Eat my family’s food, I have to take care of it!”

Xiao Yueling raised the machete in his hand, faced the black devil calmly, and said amazing words, who knew…

“The deal is all up to you!”

The machete in Xiao Yueling’s hand was almost scared off, what the hell did she accept!

Do you have to manage food and people?

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.