Little One Tears the Villain’s Script - Chapter 306

At eighteen years old, Lin Qingyu was married as part of a Chong Xi into the Nan’an Hou Mansion, becoming the ill Lu Wancheng’s male wife.

On the eve of their wedding, Young Master Hou lay lazily on the bed and said, “Beauty, to be honest, I really don’t want to engage in domestic struggles. I just want to drift along, eat and wait to die. I want to be a salted fish.”

A year later, Young Master Hou became gravely ill. He took Lin Qingyu’s hand and sighed, “Wife, I’m going to die, but I think I can continue to transmigrate. In order for you to properly recognize me in the future, let us set a secret code.”

After the death of Young Master Hou, Lin Qingyu was prepared to stay a widow all his life. Unexpectedly, after only half a year, the great general who had rendered outstanding military service, actually came to propose marriage.

Lin Qingyu would rather die. But the general said but one statement, “If odd, change; if even, remain the same?”

Lin Qingyu: “…I will marry you.”

After two years, the general died in battle. Before Lin Qingyu even had time to grieve, he was recruited into the palace by the Emperor.

The emperor complained aggrievedly, “Baobei, this time I have became the Emperor. My salted fish dreams have been completely shattered…”

Lin Qingyu knew that although his husband was a bag of lazybones, no one was his equal when it came to conspiracy and schemes.

He rubbed the Emperor’s head. “Don’t think about it. Get started on those reports. Behave yourself.”

[MATURE CONTENT]In her previous life, Luciana disguises herself as Prince Nicholas’ bride to kill him and avenge the death of her family after he massacred them and made her an orphan.She had never in her wildest dreams expected that the prince she hated to death and the soldier she was madly in love with would be the same person.“You came here yourself to be my bride, and since we are now married, you belong to me! You are not allowed to think of leaving me!” Prince Nicholas growls.But she could never forgive him; she hated his forcefulness and vowed never to be his.In her quest for revenge, she not only hated Nicholas to death but was blinded by hatred and fell into the trap of Lady Evelyn and Dominic and became a sinner. In the end, she was also framed for killing her own son.In this life, she promised to live for herself; she would use her magical talents and make all of them pay!But can Luciana forget her hatred for Prince Nicholas and stay by his side when he is the monster that slayed her family in cold blood?In this life, will his love conquer the hatred she had for him?What happens when Luciana finds out their entanglement was already set in stone Two thousand years ago?******Nicholas, a ruthless and powerful prince of Gloryland, finds out a heart-shattering truth after avenging his mother, who had been defiled and nearly lost her sanity over the traumatic incident.The girl he loves is the daughter of the man he has hated since he was a child.Imagine his surprise when the same woman becomes his bride.He will keep her by his side even if she hates him to death! There was a thin line between love and hate anyway.******Welcome to the Windermere continent, where every royal receives a magical ability on your tenth birthday.A magical ability that is special to only you. Some examples of magical gifts are seeing into the future, the gift of disguise, supernatural strength, and gifts of healing; some people can also command the natural elements at will, and some people are blessed with extraordinary beauty.Imagine being born with all the gifts. Join Luciana as she navigates through revenge, her special ability, and a forbidden love.

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.

Who could have guessed that the accidental discovery of a pitch-black USB drive would one day turn Chen Chen’s world upside down?