Rebirth: The unfavored Princess is the Tyrant King's favorite - Chapter 50: Cinderella and two knights

1. Her husband died in the beast tide in order to save her.
Reborn back to the past, Chu Chu resolutely embarked on the dangerous road to find him
Every time she went to a place where she had heard him speak in a previous life, she would ask the people there: “Have you seen my husband?”
At that time, Luo Ye was only in his early twenties, with a ferocious temperament, indifference and irritability.
When he first found him, he had just finished a battle, sitting on a mountain of white bones with a fierce look on his face, and strangers should not come near
And her nose was sore, and in the terrified eyes of others, she plunged into the arms of the boy who was covered in cold air.
“husband!”

2. Luo Ye has never encountered such a speechless thing in his life
A silly girl suddenly ran over and hugged him and called her husband
He wanted to throw the person away with a cold face, but after seeing the other person’s miserable and crying face, he asked mysteriously, “Why are you crying?”
And gently help her to wipe away her tears
Then those teammates who knew his temperament were stunned, and he was stunned too.

3. I heard that Luo Ye went out and brought back a little girlfriend
Everyone wanted to see what kind of a powerful woman could be able to hold down that bastard Luoye
When they knocked on Luo Ye’s door, the first thing they saw was Team Luo’s irritable and impatient handsome face.
Looking down, they saw a little girl hanging on the chest of Team Luo, who has never been close to women.
Tender hands wrapped around his neck, thin white legs were wrapped around his waist, long hair was swept to one side, and there were still red marks on the exposed white neck.
The girl was still crying and muttering, “You hurt me”
Contrast the cyan in Luoye’s eyes and the stinky face that seems to be dissatisfied
Everyone sent out three consecutive moral questions: Are you an adult? Voluntary? Luo dog, are you human?
Luo Ye was expressionless: Go away.
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Luo Ye was alone in his previous life. He was betrayed and expelled from the base by the people he trusted. The best brothers died for him.
As a result, I saved someone on the way, so I recruited a sticky spirit for myself.
He has no fixed place to live, and he is on a dangerous road, thinking that the other party will retreat in spite of the difficulties, and she will follow him without flinching if he does not want to go through the wind and snow.
From the clingy spirit full of disgust, to the person he puts on the top of his heart
Even if I forget you, I will remember to love you
[Protecting you is the instinct of the body, and loving you is a sequence engraved into the gene]

A cold boss who doesn’t admit it but is honest in body and mind X A squeamish bag who is very strong but too clingy

Guidelines:
1. A squeamish person may not be coquettish
2. The main emotion, double life, the male protagonist in the early stage has no memory of the previous life
3. Looking for a husband at the beginning, will not meet soon, a dual perspective narration

One sentence introduction: About the fact that my wife will turn into an animal
Purpose: Don’t be afraid of wind and waves, move forward bravely for the goal in your heart
Content tags: Fantasy space Rebirth Doomsday sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Chu Tu, Luo Ye ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

- Description from novelbuddy

[Warning: r18, smut, MC does morally questionable things][Disclaimer: The Gods and Goddesses in the story's world have absolutely no relation to any Gods that are worshipped in the real world. The purpose they serve is also entirely different.]~Even if you're someone who typically doesn't enjoy works with smut, I request you to give this novel a chance (provided you're 18 or older of course). It would be awesome if you could at least read Volume 1 before deciding whether or not this is your cup of tea.~This is an action + kingdom-building story where the MC and his kingdom (Realm) are metaphorically powered by his lustful acts.The story begins with Hiro's (the MC) transmigration into a magical world. At first glance, this “World” might look quite similar to many other fantasy worlds that you've come across on your reading adventures. Status screens, levels, classes, gods, kingdoms, elves - all that good stuff.But it will soon become clear that this World has its own “Rules”. These (mostly) game-like Rules will bring out unique character interactions. They will be what differentiates the World in my story from other similar fantasy worlds.Now about the characters - specifically the main character.The MC (Hiro) will be thrust into the role of Ruler in the new World right off the bat. He starts with a bottom-tier, barebones realm and makes his way to the top.I'm going to say this right away - Hiro is a deeply flawed character at the start. Yes he might be overpowered and good at getting things he wants, but that does not make him flawless.Hiro has glaring emotional flaws at the beginning. He is intelligent but not in the emotional sense. He is lustful but not truly loving. He is apathetic towards death (both of himself and of others).The women who surround him will also have their own problems, both internal and external.As the story progresses, it won't just be the MC and his realm growing in power.Hiro and his harem will also mature emotionally. Hiro's character growth will be a slow, grueling burn. It isn't going to be a smooth straight line from point A to point B.But when it finally does happen, it will be worth it.That's all from me, your author. I hope you enjoy the ride.P.S - Power stones, golden tickets, gifts, adding this to library, reviews, comments, paragraph comments - all these things help immensely and are greatly appreciated.Thanks and Enjoy! :)

“Coming live to you, from Cerou Street, this is MBP News, and we have an unfolding situation to report. Late last night, at approximately 3:00 AM, an explosive-like sound reverberated through this area, disrupting the sleep of residents and instilling fear in their hearts,” the news anchor, a striking figure, delivered the report with poise, standing before the camera amidst a bustling scene.

In the background, the blaring horns of ambulances and police vehicles disturbed the serenity of the beautiful morning light. Two individuals wearing protective suits, presumably forensic experts, held a stretcher carrying a charred body.

The news anchor, who had been reporting earlier, placed a hand on her ear, fitted with an earpiece, and looked visibly surprised. Her voice filled with urgency as she continued, “We have just received an update from our headquarters regarding the sole fatality in this unexpected incident. The victim of this tragic event is none other than Norman, the famous gigolo of Night palace.”

“My colleague, who was set to cover an event today at Nightplace, obtained this information firsthand from Countess Maria, who held a special place for Norman in her heart. Our focus this morning is on this breaking news,” the female news reporter continued amidst the chaotic scene, while Norman's charred body lay alone in the ambulance.

Meanwhile, in a different world, a young boy lay fast asleep with his head on the table. The sun, seemingly displeased with the boy's carefree slumber, cast its rays directly onto his face. Annoyed by the intrusion, the boy shifted his head in another direction, unwilling to be roused from his deep sleep.

*ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear.

“Hello...” he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth.

“Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?” a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab.

The boy, referred to as the “Pissed-up Prat” by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, “Who is this?”

“What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!” the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent.

The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked.

As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state.

The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine.

Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, “Whose shop is this?”

In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind.

[The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

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