MTL - The President is Being Shameless Again - Chapter 417 I'm not a little girl, it's like you're much better than me (three)

“I will look up into the sky on this wasteland and fight for our civilization!”Xu Mo was accidentally transmigrated to an apocalyptic world. He quickly learned that his parents had just passed away and he was being hunted.Not only that, but his only uncle was trying to take away the money his parents had left for him.In order to protect himself and his younger sister, he steeled his heart and decided to walk down the dangerous Path of Evolution.“Energy, magnetic field, dark matter, radiation… All of these are now known as Source Power!”By absorbing the Source Power, one could evolve their body, activate uncharted brainpower, awaken abilities, and even create weapons.One could even travel through the vast universe if they got powerful enough.For Xu Mo, who had just started to absorb Source Power, he started to realize that he could see things that others could not.

Lin Suisui, the legendary doctor of Medicine King Valley, saved countless lives in his life, but in the end, the arrow pierced through his chest, and he could not end well.

Opening her eyes again, she became the crown princess who just married into the East Palace!

In front of him is the dog-leg of the eunuch who has come under coercion, and on the bed behind him is the sick and sick prince-husband who is seriously injured and comatose;

In desperation, Lin Suisui turned her head and kissed her husband’s thin lips with tears…

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Lu Ze, the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, is a well-deserved son of heaven.

In charge of the frontier soldiers, he is a brave and invincible god of war!

Once the palace changed, he was seriously poisonous and was falsely accused of treason. When he opened his eyes again, in front of the happy bed,

The Crown Princess, who was calling out to her husband with tears in her eyes, was holding a golden hairpin and stabbed the wicked slave’s neck…

The violent and ruthless man did not know why he felt a little protective of each other;

And what he didn’t expect was that this protection was for a lifetime!

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As soon as Zhao Huai opened his eyes, he realized that he had become the last crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty. However, he wasn't excited about it because the Great Yan Dynasty had already perished. In the current world, the New Dynasty reigned supreme. He had fled south and settled down, becoming a small pawnshop owner. From being the crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty to an unknown pawnshop owner, the only thing Zhao Huai could rely on was a golden copper coin he received when he first transmigrated here. By flipping the coin, he could receive instructions in his mind, know the outcome of things, and predict the fortune and misfortune he would face.

In front of you is a mysterious ring. Do you accept it? The instruction you receive is “fortune.” You accept the ring and obtain the destiny of “Good Fortune.” In front of you is a marriage proposal. Do you agree to marry her? The instruction you receive is “misfortune.” You choose to marry her and obtain the destiny of “Divine Insight.” In the chaos caused by demons and monsters in the Central State, you have achieved great cultivation. Do you want to emerge from seclusion? The instruction you receive is “fortune.” You defeat the demon lord with a single sword, shaking the world, and obtain the destiny of “Sword Saint.”

As the New Dynasty was established, its foundation was unstable. Demons and monsters caused disturbances, and people's hearts were unsettled. The world was filled with countless bones, and small countries were on the brink of collapse. Foreign tribes on the border were watching closely. Even in this prosperous era, there were countless plagues. This was a world where cultivation was revered, and Zhao Huai knew that only by becoming an immortal could he protect himself. While the former officials of the Great Yan Dynasty were searching everywhere for the heir of the former dynasty, attempting to restore the nation and continue the imperial legacy of the Great Yan Empire, Zhao Huai said, “Restoring the nation? It'll not be too late for me to do that after I become an immortal.”

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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.

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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.