Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king - Chapter 150: Fall of a city

She had never been real to them.“I never thought of you as my wife.” Even her husband by contract,“My wish? It’s for you to disappear.” Nor the son she didn’t share a drop of blood with.Daphne decided to give up everything then.The Madam disappeared. To be precise, she disappeared before the Young Lord’s birthday, leaving only a single letter. Everyone didn’t mind and thought that she would be back soon.One day, two days, ten days.The Madam didn’t return, and everyone went looking for her. But it was already too late.

Having transmigrated into a little farmer girl, her father passed and her mother turned crazed. Facing a frail household, Qian Yixiu remained calm, her rise relied on strength, and also on the luck she had when being a “ghost”.Together with her younger brother, she strived to build wealth with one hand and protect her beauty with the other...

The Fu family in Liushan Village has had boys for generations, and was so poor that only boys were left, and they finally hoped for a daughter. As soon as the little girl was born, the grandmother who was almost dead was so happy that she recovered from her illness; as soon as she went out to pick up things and found her hands were soft, all the birds and animals flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and running in the mountains fell in front of her, like a pie falling .

I thought that picking up gold would be powerful enough, but I didn’t expect to find a husband on the way, who is still quite a powerful person.

Ever since she was born in Fujia, it has been smooth and smooth, and she has never failed to do business and build a house. The family members treat her dearly and spoil her to death.

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In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

With a pair of dextrous hands, she stroked and examined those clickety white bones to solve old and dusty unresolved cases.

He was a handsome cold prince. Just to see the beauty smile, he would not hesitate to throw away his moral principles and repeatedly flirt with her.

In the end, he only received a supercilious look from her, as she declared “Prince, one touch is a 1,000 taels.”

“Then, this prince will give you 10,000 taels for a kiss!”