The Mafia King's First Love - Chapter 12 - The Mafia King Made Lihua Angry

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Ji Zheng penetrated into a danmei article, the protagonist attacked, loved and killed three million words, and he was just a ruthless and arrogant cannon fodder tyrant.
The tyrant is not easy to be, and it is difficult and tiring to be surrounded by tigers and wolves. At any rate, as long as the character is not broken and the tyrant plays the plot well, he can wait for the protagonist to rebel against the usurpation, and drive him out of power and seal him as an idle prince.
Ji Zheng rubbed his hands together, expressing that he was looking forward to retirement.
Seeing the protagonist attack the palace banquet to discuss matters.
The tyrant is secretly excited, yin and yang strangely: Oh? Your Majesty is hiding something from me.
I saw that the protagonist Qiu Hunting came out on top.
The tyrant greatly admired it, and sneered: “The lord is good at it, so let’s reward him with a white jade crown.”
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Mingci Yue is the only prince in the dynasty, the emperor’s uncle with different surnames who is not related by blood.
The young emperor above the golden hall, with white skin and red lips covered by the robe of Zhu Gong, his face is gloomy, and he is as noble as a fairy. The more Mingci lowered his head, retracted his gaze, and pressed the unspeakable desire to the bottom of his eyes.
But suddenly I heard a naive voice, “The dragon chair is so awkward, my butt hurts, who will help me!”
“When do I get off work, the air is so quiet, no one hears my stomach growl…”
He looked up in surprise, and met the cold, frosty gaze.
This time, I heard the voice of my heart more clearly.
“The hat is so heavy, the neck is about to break, when will the prince usurp the throne, I can’t bear it for you!!”
Ming Ci’s lips curled more and more, he was a powerful minister of the wolf son, with great ambitions, so big… he wanted to pull the aloof emperor into his arms on the spot.

1. The acting school is really salted fish and a pseudo-tyrant is attacked by *paranoia, black belly, mind-reading emperor
2. Su Shuang has no logic due to the attributes of the heartthrob, and the dynasty is empty orz
3.1v1, he, 9/6
4. Attacking and receiving are not related by blood, not on a household registration book, focus on
5. Want to see the guide of the small theater of copywriting Chapter 25

Content tags: The court marquis has a soft spot, sweet text, wears books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Ji Zheng, Ming Ci Yue ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: I can’t stand for the protagonist
Purpose: learn to think in a different position, be considerate of the other person’s mind, and cherish the other person and yourself in an appropriate way

- Description from novelbuddy

220 years ago, in the legendary Dragon Demon War, Hero Azell ended the war by killing the evil Dragon Demon race’s King Atein. He was able to save the population, but as a consequence, he was cursed. While he was dying, the high magician suggested a gamble that might save his life.

In the legends that were told, ten thousand years ago the twelve demon kings wreaked havoc upon the world, almost completely destroying it. Ten thousand years later, the late arriving Bella discovered that she had been screwed over by her reincarnation, the ranks of the Saviors are already filled and she has to change teams in order to pass the days. Having her gender changed into a beautiful girl… she endured that, not being able to join the righteous side and obtain cheat abilities… she endured, but what she could not endure, was that the world that she had transmigrated to was toxic beyond belief. No one here does their rightful jobs properly, be they heroes, demon kings, or creator gods… in fact, Bella felt as if they all had also started with the wrong faction!

She gnashed her teeth as she faced the abuse from the Imperial concubines in the Imperial harem, forced to endure many calamities.

After travelling through time, Su Yan thought that that ** little bi*ch was right: good people don’t live long and misfortune lasts for a thousand years.

But no matter whichever era she was in, she would tightly grasp the thickest golden thigh and never let go. Looking at it now, it seems that her husband had the thickest thigh.

Till now only modern people were transmigrating back but what happens when an Imperial Concubine transmigrates into modern time? What happens when modern and ancient values clash? Hilarity, action and seduction ensues.

- Description from Novelupdates