MTL - Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress - Chapter 149 palace reward

In a society where marriage has lost its true essence and has been distorted, reducing it to a transaction devoid of love and commitment, a mere agreement for personal benefits.Silvia Reyes found herself caught up in the chaos as she was about to be forced by her parents into marrying a man she despises.She was able to bail herself out of her dilemma as she offered a marriage of convenience to Davian Randell, who in turn needed it too to solve his dire situation.But life rarely goes as planned, does it? Will they find a way to reclaim love and commitment in their own lives, or will they succumb to the societal pressures that have tarnished the institution of marriage?Excerpt:-“If you think I'm gonna marry that man, then sorry, I'm not!” She said to her father.“You are, Silvia.” Her father declared.“I have a man!” She said.“What?” Her parents chorused.“You have a man. You should have told us earlier instead of letting us go through all that trouble.” Alan said.“We've been dating for some while now and he proposed to me recently and I accepted it.” She showed them an engagement ring on her finger, which she bought before coming to the mansion.“It's beautiful. How come you weren't wearing it yesterday?” Her mother asked.“I didn't wear it yesterday.” She answered simply.“Then why did you go through the trouble of attending the dinner date?, you could have just told us,” Her mother added.“I wanted to see the man you were setting me up with. I was so angry because I knew I was taken already. I didn't want to tell you guys yet, I didn't want to introduce him to you guys till a couple of days time. You spoilt the surprise.” Silvia explained.“Oh I see. So when can we meet this lucky man?, do we know him?” Alan said.“Uh-Uhm...no you don't. You'll meet him in a couple of days time, he's a really busy man.” She almost stuttered.“Okay, dear. We'll be waiting.” Her mother said. What has she done?, how was she going to get a man that will be willing to marry her in just a couple of days time.

The protagonist is reborn at the end of the Roman Republic, becoming a gladiator under Spartacus. How will he escape the tragic fate of being crucified and survive in the Mediterranean under Roman rule? Stay tuned!--------------Rome must perish! As long as it exists, we find it difficult to escape the fate of death! —Maximus

Big news! Big news!

The people of Qingzhou spread the word to each other.

After 200 years of not having any daughters, the Jiang family of Xijin Ferry has finally given birth to a baby girl.

Legend has it that this baby girl was born with great good fortune.

On the day she was born, the long drought-stricken land was blessed with sweet rain.

A few days after she was born, when her elders went up the mountain to hunt, they found a huge spiritual mushroom, resolving the family’s urgent need.

Half a year after she was born, her father topped the imperial exam and was appointed as the top scholar, bringing glory to their ancestors. After becoming an official, under the blessings of little darling, he successively grew new high-yield grain varieties that yielded thousands of catties per mu, shocking the world. It was smooth sailing all the way as he rose through the ranks.

The noble lords looked at Jiang Yuqing subtly gaining favor from the Emperor on behalf of his father, and then at their own daughters who only knew how to fight for attention and be jealous. Tears of envy flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Jiang’s father weakly raised his hand: I swear I didn’t teach her that, do you believe me?

The lords: Tsk…

Seeing the little girl become more and more outstanding, drawing a frenzied swarm of admirers, a certain prince was finally enraged, his sword sweeping across and leaving blood flowing like a river: A flower raised by me, how dare you!

The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.

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