The Duke’s Eldest Son Escaped to the Military - Chapter 29

Yun Qinghuan finally managed to become a movie queen, but when she opened her eyes, she transformed into the eldest sister-in-law of a big boss in the era who died young.

In this period novel, Yun Qinghuan remarried and died tragically, leaving behind only a three-year-old son who became the main villain in the book. He finally committed suicide by forcing himself to die.

The villain’s main supporter who dares to act so boldly is Yun Qinghuan’s taciturn Bai Naihan, who he has never met twice.

After traveling through time and facing forced marriage from her mother-in-law and matchmaking from her mother-in-law, Yun Qinghuan looked at the taciturn man and said, “Let’s just fake the marriage!”

Otherwise, he would be bored to death by trying to plot her marriage every day!

The man paused, looked over with a faint look, and said nothing.

Yun Qinghuan thought that the man would not agree to her ridiculous suggestion, but she did not expect that the man would drag her to get a marriage certificate the next day.

People in the village say that Mrs. Liu knows how to scheme!

Everyone is waiting to see the joke, thinking that the broomstick Xingyun Qinghuan and the disabled Bai Naihan will have to separate sooner or later!

Even Yun Qinghuan himself felt that this marriage would break up sooner or later, and secretly planned to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from this house, so that he could stay far away from the villain and the boss behind him, and he didn’t even know when he would become cannon fodder.

But who knew that this marriage, which was disliked by everyone, would become stronger and stronger.

Yun Qinghuan, the bad guy, has become a great director!

Bai Naihan also became the big boss and doted on Yun Qinghuan to the heavens!

People in the village waiting to see the joke: “…”

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“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I’ll sue them for defamation!” “Someone’s defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang’s Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

In the era of interstellar warfare, every melee mech will be paired with a long-range sniper mech to cover the battle.
The sniper mecha master Yan Xueshan (beta) and the melee mecha master Arthur (alpha) are just such a pair. The two have been together for six years.
The upcoming Armageddon is a near-death battle.
the day before.
Yan Xueshan: “Remember to write a suicide note in advance.”
Arthur said frustratedly: “I have only one regret. If I die this time, I will be a virgin until I die.”
Yan Xueshan snorted coldly: “…no promise.”
Arthur asked pitifully, “Master, can you fulfill my dying wish??”
Yan Xueshan: “?”
How absurd.
But Yan Xueshan thought about it, this is his comrade-in-arms, whose life and death intersect, chastity counts as a p- OK, I agreed! !
However, after the Armageddon, none of them died.
Not only did they become war heroes, Arthur also turned into a federal prince.
Arthur took out the marriage application, just one signature, and said honestly and faithfully: “Master, didn’t you say that you will go back to get married and retire after this battle? You help me fulfill my wish, and I will help you fulfill my wish too!”
Yan Xueshan: … something seems to be wrong?

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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself.Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans.***He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. “So, you laugh?” His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. “Hades, I—”“But you only laugh at other men's jokes,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. “Not your husband's.” The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us.A nervous chuckle escaped me. “You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake.”In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think.When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. “You can’t laugh at my jokes...” he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, “but you’ll come with my fingers.”I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment.“I don’t need your laughter,” he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. “I’ll have every other part of you instead.”