MTL - My Choices Became Real - Chapter 70 Kiss one!

She is an elder miss from a modern secret society family. She is very cold and heartless, but her appearance is very enchanting. She thinks of men as playthings. She was schemed against and her body was thrown into the sea.

When she woke up again, she had transmigrated to become the youngest Empress Dowager of the Feng Yu dynasty. Her beauty is unparalleled and her heart is poisonous like a snake.

Poisoning the imperial concubines to death, executing the emperor, her means are cruel and bloody, truly hateful!

Her old lover, the new emperor absolutely hates her? Not only does he want to banish her to the cold palace, he also dares to slap her in the face?

The court ministers can’t wait to execute her under the law?

The imperial concubines in the inner palace are all hypocrites and vicious?

With an enchanting smile, if a tiger does not show her might, they will treat her as a decoration? Ever since the Empress Dowager has been reborn, the inner palace will never be peaceful again!

Hooking up and joining the imperial uncle for no reason, then teasing the prime minister. If nothing happens, she will find a small bun to abuse, then sit back and watch a bunch of imperial concubines fight among each other. Her days are exciting and smooth. Except, why are all these men stripping naked and ask her to be responsible for them?

“The Empress Dowager seems to be in a good mood these days!”

“Yes! It’s indeed good”

“The peach blossoms in this King’s courtyard are in full bloom. I wonder if the Empress wants to come over to see them?”

“Looking at them is fine! However, imperial uncle, can you remove your hand from my leg?”

One night, a certain Empress Dowager appeared on the cold and stoic prime minister’s bed. She lifted his chin with one hand and wickedly ravaged him. Looking at the ‘unsatisfied’ man below her, she evilly and charmingly smiled. Her voice was filled with temptation: “If it is painful, please tell me. I will be more gentle.”

The cold and stoic prime minister’s eyes flashed. However, he uncomfortably turned his head away. His earlobes were red as blood pearls!

“Empress Dowager! What else do you want before you are willing to let go of the Empress?”

“Get out!”

“Empress Dowager! What do you actually want?”

“Throw him out!”

“Jinghua! Whatever you want, I can give it to you. But, first release the Empress!”

“Castrate him and throw him “.

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After successfully graduating with a master's degree and passing the civil service exam, Chen Ying returns to his hometown's Forestry Bureau to become a wildlife rescuer.He thought his daily work would just involve saving animals and petting all sorts of furry creatures, but ever since he saved a leopard and her two cubs, his life has become incredibly busy.No one told him that the leopard's best friend was a giant panda!And that giant panda was pregnant with twins and couldn't eat bamboo because of inflamed gums.Chen Ying had to call a dentist in the middle of the night to help the pregnant panda with dental fillings and cleaning, also providing a prenatal examination.After that day, word spread among the animals in the mountains that a bipedal vet had arrived who could solve all kinds of ailments!Hold on, being single isn't a sickness and can't be cured!What's that, you wish to arrange a meeting with domesticated animals to fix your single status? Well, that might be worth considering.Unbeknownst to Chen Ying, the animal community throughout the country came to know that the bipedal vet from the Apmu Township rescue station could help solve the problem of being single.Seriously, can't we keep this on the down-low? He's a vet, not a matchmaker!

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”