Cultivation Struggles of a Lowly Fox - Chapter 72 – Queen wants Refund

This is my first original novel, it may be bad, but this is all in my mind and imagination. (Warning!! There will be an Incest genre) Thank you o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o(oh yeah I forgot, this cover is not mine, I just edited it, if you feel you own it and don't like me using it, please tell me)

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World#In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles.That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know:She is living inside a novel.Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist.Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.”And Severine?She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'.Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course.The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one.Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel.On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him.Severine only wanted to stay far from the story.But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?

The world is big, but I am the only one who is orthodox.Sweeping the world's immortal sects with the power of the Celestial Dynasty.A strong man who practiced the 'Way of the Emperor' came to a world full of immortal sects, and a secular dynasty that was despised by the practitioners gradually came to be on an equal footing with all the top immortal sects.The law of the dynasty is that everything in the world is the king's land, and the shores of the land are the king's ministers! There is only one orthodoxy in the world, and all immortal sects are illegal organizations!

In the beginning, he said, “A lowly commoner from Jiangning County? What a disgraceful status, I won't marry her!”After meeting her, he clicked his tongue, “So frail and delicate, she can't stand a blow, too weak, I refuse!”When she approached him alone, carrying the marriage book, he stood leaning on the door, grinning insolently, “Are you here to make me marry you? But this young master doesn’t want to marry young!”Upon learning she was there to annul their marriage, his face turned dark as a thunderstorm, emanating a murderous aura, “Who gave you the guts to revoke the marriage with this young master?”...Su Rong felt, Duanhua Princess must be blind, this man was so pampered and spoiled, how was he worth dying or living for?If she had known earlier, she would have thrown the divorce letter at his face the first time she saw him.—————————————The tender signs of spring on the delicate Hibiscus pillow, amidst the drunken flowers filling the room, unnoticed. — Su Rong.A gallant young man in fine clothes and on a steed, a single glance causes a lifetime of confusion. — Zhou GuYour wish is my wish. I wish to have known you earlier, protect you among the aromatic chambers strewn with brocades. Tear through the illusions, cut down the thorns, with hands unstained by blood, just as pure as you were when we first met, the young and soft little girl.Your wish is my wish. I wish I had known you sooner when you were like a refreshing breeze near the moon. I dared not approach for fear of disturbing the phoenix and mandarin ducks. Praying to be the moon in the sky to cast a reflection on you, accompany you while you watch the flowers bloom in the spring and gaze at the snow in winter, each and every year at Chang'an.