Spirit Soul - Chapter 77 Emptying Their Pockets

Yu curled back to ancient times and became the eldest daughter of the official family.

Does her father love her mother at home?

It doesn’t matter, just eat and drink!

Brother and sister don’t take her seriously?

It’s alright, the bear boy will be fine if he doesn’t obey.

Can’t even eat a stir-fry in ancient times?

Don’t panic, she’s the chef herself.

…

Suddenly, a shocking melon burst out in Beijing——

The eldest Miss of the Yu family has a private life with King Lang Jun, and she is pregnant with a child!

The party Yu Weiwei said, rumors! All are rumors!

However, before she could come forward to clarify, an imperial decree descended from the sky to marry her and Prince Lang!

Yu Niaowei was struck by lightning, and her whole body went numb.

Who is Prince Lang?

That is the living King of Hell who holds great power and kills like numbness!

Its vicious name can stop children from crying, and make all officials change their color when they hear it.

Facing the dangerous man walking by, she shivered with fear.

“Hey, I was wrong, I’m actually not pregnant!”

Prince Lang: “It’s okay, it’s too late to get pregnant now.”

Yu curling: ? ? ?

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Lancelot Haier came from a dynasty of politicians who had ruled with tyranny and oppression. Despite those origins, he despised his family and was willing to help the citizens who had long suffered under their rule.However—before he even had the chance to change his country, the people revolted. His entire family was executed, and he was killed along with them. In his final moments, he wished for a second life—one where he could redeem himself and carry the sins of his bloodline.Unexpectedly, that wish was granted.He was reincarnated into another world as the crown prince of the Kingdom of Aragon. But in this world, everything felt backward.The country was ruled by an absolute monarch. Feudalism was the norm. Technology resembled that of the late 1700s.Fortunately, in his past life, he had earned degrees in both mechanical engineering and political science—knowledge he once hoped to use to reform his homeland. Now, it seemed he would use them here instead.He would use his modern knowledge to transform the lives of his people, industrialize his territory, gain the upper hand in technology, and form alliances with foreign nations—all while navigating the treacherous waters of internal affairs and politics.P.SWhile Reincarnated as the Crown Prince draws inspiration from historical settings, political systems, and technologies of the late 17th and early 18th centuries, this work is entirely fictional.All characters, governments, names, and events—although some may resemble real-world history—are products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictionalized, altered form for narrative purposes.This novel is not a historical account. It should not be interpreted as a factual representation of any real monarch, nation, revolution, or political figure.Lancelot Haier, his backstory, and the alternate version of different kingdoms portrayed here are entirely original creations. The inclusion of familiar concepts like feudalism, industrialization, and political reform serves the plot and world-building, not historical documentation.Readers seeking accuracy in history are encouraged to consult verified academic sources. This story is a creative work meant for entertainment, character development, and speculative exploration of “what-if” scenarios rooted in alternate history.Thank you for reading, and I hope you will enjoy the journey.

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She leaned down to look inside the well and sighed. Tucking back her hair behind her ear as the evening wind blew.

“I told you not to be a curious cat,“ she scolded looking at the well to receive a small “meow“ from it. Her cat had stepped on the edge of the well no matter how many times she placed it back on the ground and as expected it fell inside it,

“You know what I“m goin...