Apocalypse: Transmigrated General's Daughter Uses Space to Survive - Chapter 292: Ye Xuan’s Rocket Advancement

【Substitute Marriage+Adorable Baby+Sweet Pampering+Both Leads Pure+Chasing Wife Drama+Anti-cliché+Face-slapping Revenge】A conspiracy, Ivy Kensington marries in place of another to the powerful Master Blackwood.During the day, she is his most disliked humble maid.At night, she becomes his bride, sharing intimacy every day.When the secret of the substitute marriage is revealed, Ivy Kensington takes her child and flees far away, only to be pursued relentlessly by the man: “Ivy Kensington, you can only be mine!”She pleads, struggles, yet cannot escape the cage the man has crafted for her.Four years later, Ivy Kensington returns with a stunning appearance and child, “Master Blackwood, long time no see.”The man becomes a doting husband, pampering her beyond measure: “Be good, call me hubby!”

What’s worse than finding out you’re that Louis XIV when you’re a baby?

Of course there is, for example, it’s still a magic version.

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She was the Empire’s top-tier elite agent, skilled in both medicine and poison. One day, she transmigrated into the body of a foolish, mentally disabled, and hideously ugly waste. But when her soul entered, the Phoenix Maiden returned, shaking the heavens and the earth! Those who wronged her will be repaid a hundredfold. Those who insulted her will pay back a thousandfold. Call her useless? Wait and see what true genius in cultivation looks like. Call her a fool? Wait and see who the top-tier alchemist really is. Say no one wants her? Watch as the strongest man follows her everywhere. From now on, divine beasts and handsome men will walk by her side, and she’ll roam the heavens and earth as she pleases.‘Qingcheng, from now on, I’ll help you manage the household and raise our children. This world and I will belong to you!’ said the scheming man with a flattering smile.The woman coldly met his gaze and replied, ‘The world and its empire are within my grasp. Now, get lost!’