MTL - After the Fake Daughter Awakened, She Won the Real Daughter. - Chapter 225 Extra of "The Legend of the Shark", the owner of the time teahouse is not here

Even the most capable people cannot escape calamity. Zhang Ping, who dreamed of becoming the world’s best, voluntarily enters the palace to become a eunuch before his father has to resort to plundering and crime.

How can a prince be so thin and bony, that was Zhang Ping’s first impression of Huangfu Jie.

The prince looks at the kneeling eunuch, the scars and wounds on his body not yet healing.

Zhang Ping’s eyes turn red—I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!

He is just little uglier; weirder than normal people.

Are ugly people not human? I, Zhang Ping, swear to cultivate the world’s second best over here in the palace!

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After rebirth, she, who used to be a top international spy, becomes the eldest daughter of the Fengs, a fat girl who is ugly and foolish in the eyes of the ordinary people.
Mastering Royal 18 Saber Moves and Purgatory 9 Palms, she rose to fame with the martial arts of Demon Cook.
Upon an imperial edict, she was ennobled as the wife of Lord Cen, and then suffered various intrigues and plots…
She proved herself to be a real overmatch and a true genius to the world…

Her husband, Derrick Vaisil, who had a funeral four days ago, suddenly came back to life. But this man was so different from before he died!

“I’m hungry, wife.”

From regularly turning up in the dining room that he had always avoided,

“How about we use the same bedroom?”

To a furtive suggestion of combining their bedrooms that they had always been using separately.

What in the world happened to this man?

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“You always give off this delicious smell…………. but how can I bear with it?”

Right now, at this moment, Judith felt like he was a cruel predator who would completely devour her from head to toe easily.

“You, uh, what the hell are you?”

He, who tormented her as he repeatedly sucked on her soft earlobe and put his tongue inside her ear, chuckled.

“What am I?”

Derrick kissed her chin and whispered languidly.

“I am your husband, Judith.”