Reborn To Be The Imperial Consort [BL] - Chapter 125: Dancing Daffodils — VI

Idol show for dead people?Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist.Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation.[Please select a song to dance.]“What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!”[Select a song or disappear?]“Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!”[If you want to revive, become an idol.]“Screw revival! I don't want to dance!”

“Ahhh! Elliot! Why? What are you—why? … Why?!”

Rose Honeywell, the beloved sister of Duke Honeywell, living her life as a rose nurtured in a greenhouse.

Everything changed on the day Elliot Proud, her fiancé, randomly attacks her brother at the year-end celebration, then chases her down and murders her.

“I can’t forgive you. I CAN’T FORGIVE YOU!”

In the last moments of her short life, gnashing her teeth while shedding bitter tears of regret, Rose returns a month before everything ends.

She won’t suffer like in the past!

As she fights to survive, His Majesty, her brother’s close friend, slowly finds his way into her heart.

But the secrets of her family surround her and tighten like a noose.

Will Rose be able to change her horrific future with a chance of happiness?

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As the number one pill alchemist of the immortal world, Mu Chen had always believed that it was because he had single-mindedly focused on concocting pills that led to him to neglect disciplining his disciple. Which in turn, caused his disciple to be led astray by the seduction of devil cultivation, leading to the three realms to fall to disaster. After his rebirth, Mu Chen resolved to properly teach his disciple, give him the very best resources, earnestly love him, carry him close to his heart, teach him by way of example, and didn’t let him grow corrupt.

Sure enough, his disciple became more and more “intimate”. Every day his disciple even crawled into his bed, rubbing against his chest and clinging to his thigh. It was just that his expression isn’t exactly quite right……

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At dawn.The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows...A lantern bearer strolled forward.