The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old - Chapter 897 - : The Predecessor Planted a Tree, Ginger, Ginger, and Enjoy the Cool (1)

Interpol Chu Nanzhi traveled to the last years of the Dahe Empire, and became a wicked woman hated by thousands of miles and eight villages and a vicious mother of four little ones.

But on the first day after transmigrating, she encountered a catastrophe of extermination. She used her past life director to help the original owner’s husband get rid of the crime, and saved herself and the four little ones.

Back home, Lin Jinxiao and the four little ones still hated her and were always wary of her.

Looking at Lin Jinxiao and the four little ones who were sick in bed, Chu Nanzhi didn’t want to give up the truth, and decided to wait until Lin Jinxiao recovered from his injury, reconcile with him, and promised to take care of the little ones temporarily.

Because of being highly valued by the county magistrate and wealthy households, Chu Nanzhi took advantage of this time to become a proficient detective and supported her family by investigating cases. She assisted the county magistrate in solving many cases and gradually changed the attitude of her neighbors towards her.

Later, Chu Nanzhi proposed to make peace with Lin Jinxiao, but the four little ones refused at first.

She went out to handle a case, and the four little ones were afraid that she would never return, so they chased after her: “Mother, we want to go with you,”

When she came to Beijing to meet her, the county magistrate took her hand and refused to let go: “You are already the mother of four children.”

One day, when Lin Jinxiao became the emperor, he put his arms around Chu Nanzhi and said, “You have been trying the case for so many years, so stay in the palace and try it on me, I have grievances!”

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It is the Year 2052, mining workers in Country A have accidentally dug through a bottomless pit. Bizarre-looking creatures have escaped from underground and caused a large number of civilian casualties.

The Abyssal Passage has opened!

Ten gigantic Golden Ranking Lists have also appeared in the sky. The strange phenomenon has plunged the whole world into chaos. The Golden Ranking Lists have evolved from the will of the world. Those who get ranked on the Golden Ranking Lists will receive heavenly opportunities; the higher the ranking, the greater the rewards. The first person to be on a Ranking List will get its only divine-grade reward!

From this point onwards, the fate of humanity will be all changed!

Chu Feng bounces up from the sofa, gasping for his breath as he awakens to the year 2052.

He can still feel the cold sensation of the long sword of his ‘good’ sworn Big Brother Lin Yi slicing through his heart.

“I…..I’m not dead?”

He soon realizes that he has been reborn 10 years back in time!

The Tribulation has not yet arrived; none of the tragedies has happened yet!

He knows what will happen in the next 10 years!

He must now seize Big Brother’s opportunities, he must avenge himself!

He must seize all the opportunities and ascend to the Golden Ranking Lists, and obtain all the divine-grade rewards as soon as possible before the invasion of the Abyss!

He must become even stronger!

The little princess of the Huo family, one of the wealthiest families, was mistakenly switched out nineteen years ago! The fake heiress is well-educated, talented, and doted on, while the real heiress is an uncontrollable girl who loves to fight, has a strange personality, and had dropped out of school very early…

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.