A Maiden’s Unwanted Heroic Epic - Chapter 222.1 - Introduction Includes spoilers up to Arc 9 (Part 1)

Xu Ye, who traveled to a parallel world, was participating in a singing variety show. He thought he was going to have a round trip, but he awakened to a [whole entertainment system].

As long as you continue to work hard, you can earn points for lottery draws. The prizes include various entertainment works and various props on the earth.

Since then, the entertainment industry has gained a big star with a wrong style.

A well-known director: “I admit that Xu Ye’s acting skills are definitely second to none in the industry, but he really has some mental problems. I hope he can go to the hospital for a check-up. Can you imagine someone drinking Coke from a tall glass on the set?”

A certain singing queen: “My family, who knows? Xu Ye is so speechless. Last time he drove me and a few female friends. He wanted to smoke a cigarette in the car. I told him not to smoke when there were girls in the car. He actually Let’s get out of the car and drive away.”

A certain top star said: “I have explained many times about the last time Xu Ye and I were photographed by the paparazzi in the same room. He really pulled me into bed to look at his new luminous watch. If I lied, Just let me collapse my house where I am.”

Xu Ye fan: “I admit that my brother has some mental problems, but he didn’t break the law!”

Xu Ye, a mudslide in the entertainment industry, doesn’t play by the rules, it’s legal, but he’s sick.

This book is also called: “Who taught you to sing like this!” 》

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Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”

Important notice, The Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty, also known as “Ming Song”.

Hongzhi eleven years.

It’s a beautiful morning.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao was just an adult.

At this time, Wang Shouren and Tang Bohu were sharpening their swords and preparing for the imperial examination.

At this time, the Little Ice Age has come, and the long and severe cold is raging on the earth.

At this time in Nanhebo’s mansion, Fang Jifan, the idiot son of the landlord’s family and Nanhebo’s direct heir…began his shameless prodigal life.

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[sweet, pampering][strong FL, 1v1]He was an absolute noble, decisive and cold-hearted, yet he was persistently entwined with her, doting incessantly.The first time they met, he questioned, “Six years ago, was it you?”The second time they met, he was holding a paternity test, “You still dare to say your son isn't mine?”The nth time they met, she finally lost her patience, “Sir, will you ever give it a rest?”The man lifted the corners of his mouth, smiling with a deep and enchanting charm, “Not before our second child is born.”