The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress - Chapter 298: Women must bend.

He has returned to the past. And this time he will live up to his role as a young master, which he lost in the past.

He will use all the resources of his family to his advantage. He will cheat the world itself.

This is a harem and intrigue story, where he will get what he wants, he will build his own super hidden power and he will protect his loved one's this time.

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The character's sheet... If you got lost. Be careful though, it is full of spoilers

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1P_mYCR3G-WOPiRvJBj1v6g5mlQXOtyJuivGdfWou38U

P.S.

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This novel is also known as The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

This is an age-gap story. Bai Fumei Gentle Royal Sister & Ruan Meng Xueba Girl HE Xiang

Tao Anzhi: Yanxi, do you love me?
Yan Xi: Tao Tao, of course I love you.
Tao Anzhi: So do you like me?
Yan Xi: Tao Tao… I can’t…

Content tags: A match made in heaven
Protagonist: Yan Xi, Tao Anzhi ┃ Supporting roles: Gao Jiming, Liao Chengyu, Xu Jiaer, Yang Mengmeng ┃ Others: cultivation, age difference

- Description from novelbuddy

Ashlock awoke in the courtyard of a demonic sect… as a tree.

A tree that eats people.

And one that grows stronger over time due to a daily sign-in system and cultivation.

Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’