The Assassin's Enemy Lover - Chapter 546 - 546 Grandpa tries to help

Mikail Fremawan, someone who has always been followed by bad luck since he was a child, and the peak was when both of his parents died simultaneously before his own eyes.But the sudden appearance of the System changes everything, from wealth, power, glory, and... revenge; Mikail begins his steps to achieve all of that one by one.Witness his story of turning his misfortune into incredible good fortune.Mikail: There might be something wrong with my System, Isn't it?

Viserys Targaryen was born with the blood of dragons and yet lived his life in exile. He was a prince with a lost kingdom and a fading legacy, an immature bastard who died a pitiful death. Unfortunately, that same death was coming for me now… as I found myself in his body right before molten gold fried my brain.Yes. Fuck Khal Drogo, and fuck the molten crown.With the memories from another life, in this world of betrayal and broken oaths, I had the chance to forge a new destiny for myself. Armed with the knowledge of the future, my own cunning, and [The Dragon System], I made the choice to flee from the Dothraki barbarians and take back what was rightfully mine.

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride–forced to take her half-sister’s place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live.

“Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?”

“I hear that he’s practically on his deathbed and he’s only marrying the Fengs’ daughter to improve his lifespan.”

Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. At the altar, after they had said their vows, she lifted her veil and knelt in front of Jiang Shaocheng, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips.

The marriage contract was signed. No matter his physical deformities, he was now her husband.

She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife.

“Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can’t get it up,” her best friend argued. “When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher.”

“A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can’t give you happiness,” her ex-boyfriend insisted. “I’ll wait for you.”

But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. “I have plenty of time left to be with her.”

Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways–the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. “No, we can’t. The doctor says you can’t exert yourself.”

Jiang Shaocheng’s desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago.

But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman–tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu’s protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, “What about now?”

System: “Host, let’s brush the protagonist’s favorability!”
System: “Host, stop! Stop for a while! You’re walking crooked! That’s not the case!”
Yu Shisan: “As long as it’s goodwill, it’s fine.”
System: “But the protagonist… you’ve all been bent by you!!!”

Yu Shisan comes with a halo of pretense, and his favorability level rises. The style of painting is flat and cool, each world is short, and the sixth or seventh chapters are over.
There are all kinds of plots in the campus ghost palace fight

ps:

1. The female protagonist brushes the favorability of the protagonist in the original world, love, family and friendship are all favorability degrees

2. Do not like x Some worlds are okay, some are not well written, if you see a world you don’t like, just look at another one.

I was very talkative when I wrote this… This is the first pit… The style of writing two years ago

High school student level…considerate…
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