Abyssal Chronicles - Chapter 1088: Savior

A cauldron, a secret forging method, and his blood created an ultimate weapon. The youngest Sword Crafting Master on Earth had been reborn from another world. With the Nine Yang Divine Furnace and a scroll of Divine Equipment, he was like a fish in water, standing at the pinnacle of the martial way. There were tens of thousands of clans, billions of cities, and countless experts. He was the master of ups and downs!

Lin Moran transmigrated into a book, and became a little maid with the same name in a fictional novel, serving around the eldest princess.
In the original book, the eldest princess has a withdrawn personality, is violent and unkind, and often plays tricks on people in applause.
Lin Moran was afraid that he would be killed by her, so he usually hides whenever he can, and would rather run to chop firewood and boil water than take the initiative to approach.
Unexpectedly, when she fell into the water one day, she was rescued by the Eldest Princess, and then even carried into the Princess’ room for an unprecedented time, and slept on the Princess’ bed.
Lin Moran: This must be a dream, it must be a dream…
When she opened her eyes, the princess was kissing her fiercely with her hair lowered.
Lin Moran:? ? !
She was terrified, and quickly asked the system in her heart, wanting an answer.
The system didn’t say a word, and directly typed out the cover of the original book and enlarged it in front of her eyes.
Lin Moran finally understood the reason when he saw the three big characters of abo.
It’s over QAQ
From then on, the eldest princess grabbed her and kissed her twice in three days, but Lin Moran couldn’t escape, so she could only let her hug her crying, kissing before eating, kissing before going out, and kissing before going to bed.
Lin Moran couldn’t stand it anymore, so he asked, “Wouldn’t it be annoying for the princess to kiss so many every day?”
The eldest princess: “No, it feels very good.” It’s over after being happy.
In history, there are many examples of canonizing the eldest daughter as the eldest princess. It does not necessarily have to be the emperor’s sister. You can check it on Baidu, and this article makes up the history.
There are private settings, differentiation without organs, the two people are 1v1 throughout the whole process, each other is each other’s white moonlight, and they walk hand in hand from beginning to end with one heart and one mind
A: Qian Yuan
B: moderate
O: Kun Wei
Cute and hardworking by x black-bellied scheming

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Moran Qin Yuci ┃ Supporting role: Next door “After being forced to kiss my rival’s boss” Please accept it in advance, thank you all! ┃ Other:
One-sentence introduction: The eldest princess wants to kiss me every day!
Conception: Love can conquer everything, giving people the strength and courage to move forward, invincible

- Description from novelbuddy

He Bai won the lottery, became rich, and reached the pinnacle of life. Then, he inadvertently took a picture of the Film Emperor Di Qiuhe being killed. And after reporting this case to the police, he was reborn in a midst of confusion.

He Bai: I don’t have any horrible relatives to abuse. Why was I reborn?

Di Qiuhe: But I do.

He Bai: I also haven’t been betrayed or harmed by anyone. Why was I reborn?

Di Qiuhe: But I have.

He Bai: I just want to have some money to live freely and eat well. I already achieved that goal, so why was I reborn?

Di Qiuhe: I have money, but don’t live freely or well.

He Bai angrily flips the table: So what’s the use of my rebirth! Just to make me suffer again?!

Di Qiuhe (Holding and Touching He Bai): Be my lover, you’re only responsible for eating “lollipops,” you won’t eat any bitterness.

He Bai: Leave!

So basically, this is a sweet story of a naive and cute person who goes back to the past, flaps his little butterfly wings, and helps the man who used to be last life’s big Film Emperor, but in this life, is still a miserable Great Devil King, to walk towards the pinnacle of life (while also dragging someone home)!

- Description from novelupdates

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.