Fourth Prince's Debauchery - Chapter 595: Kill All the Rats

【Hilarious and Adorable Novel】As a military doctor with expertise in both Chinese and Western medicine, Gu Changsheng felt that this time-traveling journey was ridiculously screwy!Once he traveled back, he was gifted a son, hmm, it felt quite nice.Having a son to rely on in old age, plus owning a steady estate, wealth and glory weren't hard to come by.A lousy father turns over a new leaf? Sorry, mom here isn't fond of revisiting the past!Son, what kind of dad do you want? From the multitude of handsome and wealthy young men out there, let’s pick and choose…This is the story of a bizarrely outstanding female doctor, strutting through ancient times with her child in tow!

In her last life, Jiang Changning discovered that she was a fake daughter when the real daughter she had never met came to meet the family. Because of Jiang Luojin’s schemes, everyone’s treatment towards her in Hou’s mansion turned bad.

Mother Jiang: You are the one who caused my A Luo to suffer so much!

Brother: A Luo is your younger sister, what’s wrong with leaving the marriage to her? You owe her all this!

Fiance: The only one I love in my heart is A Luo, and it’s all because of your wishful thinking, Jiang Changning, you will never be a humble person!

The betrayed Jiang Changning died on the day Jiang Luo got married.

Once she woke up, she found that she was back in time when Jiang Luo came to

introduce herself. And she suddenly can hear the conversation between Jiang Luo and the “system”.

The other party has been robbing her luck through this system!

The only thing that can counterattack this is the Banquet King who saved her in her previous life!

So…

Banquet King: What are you doing? Stop hugging my thigh!!!

Jiang Changning: It’s just… very comfortable!

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The disabled son-in-law, Qin Yi, endured endless humiliation and scolding, believing his life would be bound to a wheelchair. However, unexpectedly, he obtained the Eye of Righteous and Evil, leading to a powerful rise.Eye of Righteous and Evil: One glance to slaughter all beings, another to pity all existence. When he stood up, it was destined that everyone would have to bow at his feet.

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands.Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out.A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy!“You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! ”These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments.“Should my blade break, I will use my body!”The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive.“If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!”Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone.All hope seemed lost.“And if my Soul fails...”What could a single man and his army do?He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve.“I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!”But he was too weak, too fragile.The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy.Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint.Miracles were beyond his reach.Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne.His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground.Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes.His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire.Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him.Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again.He desired to fight for the people who supported him.Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this.As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him.It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again.“If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?”Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind.A frail and broken voice'There is no reason to ask, of course!'“No matter the cost?”'Even if I were to lose everything...''If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!'“You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious.”“Will you still accept?”The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity.To lose that caused his mind to falter.Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm.Lancelot reached out.Towards the raspy voice.Towards the abyss.Towards a new future.[So you would accept after all...]'I must accept.''I must stand tall.''I must not break.''Because...''I am the Lord of humanity![Nay, you are the king of demons]