Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day - Chapter 110 - : Brother … Brother Xiting

She and the blind date met man get married soon. She did not expect that the "ordinary" new husband turned out to be the CEO of the company she worked for.

Cui’s parents and girls are blind when they come, and their parents don’t love their mothers, and any servant dares not to look down on her.
Cui Ti has memories of being cold-eyed and bitter.
Waiting to see a lot of her jokes.
However, no one thought that she would be welcomed in a palanquin carried by the most glorious son of the Pei family at the most desolate moment.
Cui Ti doesn’t understand why Pei Xuan is willing to marry her, it won’t be love at first sight.
But she was grateful to Pei Xuan.
Not only did Pei Xuan give her respect as a human being, but he was also willing to hold her and protect her. He would support her in time before she fell, and patiently remove small fishbone for her.
He would hug her, kiss her occasionally, and never scold her.
Cui Ti is satisfied with the marriage.
As a blind person, there is only so much you can do.
So after getting married, she let go of her restraint and thought about raising children for Pei Xuan to repay his kindness.
But Pei Xuan still refused to consummate the house with her.
Before being pushed into the lotus pond, she was still thinking: Otherwise, forget it, he just pities me and cherishes me, not loves me.
Opening her eyes, waking up from a big dream—Cui Ti went back to three years ago.
What’s interesting is that she not only dreamed about all kinds of past events, but also dreamed that a fairy came riding a crane to open her spiritual eyes.
This year, Pei Xuan just turned eighteen.
In the next life, Cui Ti still married into Pei’s mansion.
On the wedding night, before the candles, Miss Cui suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her eyes, and Pei Xuan came out of the tub in a panic after hearing the sound.
Seeing the waterfall-like long hair of the “Good Husband” and the graceful and graceful body that cannot be concealed by the snow-white underwear, Cui Ti trembled physically and mentally, blushed and felt hot, and realized…
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① Cui is blind, and her spiritual eyes can only see Pei Xuan
②Double birth, Cui Tixian is born again, Pei Xuanhui will slowly recover the memory of the previous life
③Cui Tishou, Pei Xuangong (mutual attack in essence).

Content tags: rebirth, love and marriage, sweet text, disguised as a man, ancient history, mutual attack

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In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say “abracadabra.”Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life.Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury.Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty!With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”