The Ancients World - Chapter 603 Other Issues

When he woke up, he actually transmigrated into Zhu Houzhao, Emperor Zhengde of the Ming Dynasty!

Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the sign-in system!

Ding, the host signed in for the first time, integrating the background of the first in the world, and the first force in the world, the East Factory.

Ding, the famous officials and generals of Ming Dynasty have been updated, Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory, and the Eagle Dog of the East Factory have been added, and the loyalty level is full.

Ding, integrate the background of the Dragon Gate Inn, add Yuhuatian, the governor of the West Factory, and add the guards of the West Factory, and the loyalty is full.

Hearing the cold voice in his mind, Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed. For him now, the most important thing is to manage the country well and guard the gate of the country!

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[1V1 Shuangjie, entertainment circle, face slapping, cute baby, sweet pet cool article + chasing wife]

The almighty movie queen Ye Zhen Zhen transmigrated into the book’s cannon fodder female supporting role and vicious stepmother, her husband was rich but had a bad relationship, and her stepson was cute but ignored her.

According to the plot of the original book, her cannon fodder female supporting role is about to face a miserable end…

Ye Zhen Zhen thought, even though she is wearing a book, she is afraid that these paper figurines will fail!

Facing the cold words of the plastic husband.

She replied: How can you, a big man with a body temperature of 37 degrees, say such cold and heartless words to his wife?

Facing the unreasonable troubles from the stepson’s classmate’s mother, “Ye Zhen Zhen, you have to apologize to me.”

She sneered disdainfully: “I apologize to you, you kneel down and listen?”

Relying on her excellent professional skills, she turned her life around in the parent-child variety show with her baby, and became popular overnight, with constant drama appointments!

The stepson who didn’t know her very well and called her “auntie”: “My mother Ye Zhenzhen is the most gentle and beautiful mother in the world!”

Black fan: So what if you are beautiful, you married a bad old man for money!

One day, the plastic husband appeared at a charity party and introduced himself: “Hello everyone, I am Ye Zhenzhen’s husband, the rumored bad old man.”

Everyone in the audience couldn’t believe it: the handsome and wealthy CEO of Media Asia Group is Ye Zhenzhen’s husband?

Black fan: The slap in the face really hurts! ! !

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After dying from staying up too late, Su Yijia found herself transmigrated into a historical novel as a minor female character.Giving money and treasures to the female lead? Daydreaming! All the good stuff belongs to her!Forget about golden fingers; she has natural talent as the daughter of a wealthy family. Tricked her into marrying a disabled tycoon? No problem, he can still be of use after a little fixing.As for conspiracies and schemes.... Watch how she tramples her enemies, punishes the scum, and beats down all those with evil intentions.The yield-boosting liquid she invented help crops to surge fivefold? Her ointments are being snatched up globally?Want to buy something? Take it slow! The treasures she has are beyond your imagination.Becoming rich is nothing. She wants to stand proudly with her beloved homeland, dominating the world together!What? To use the golden finger requires her to kiss and hug her husband?Come on sweetheart, today is also a day for us to cuddle sweetly.Qin Kaize: Online plea for help! With a wife sweet and charming alike, he can't stand one more moment of being confined to a bed. What can he do?“Passionate and Sweet Little Spouse vs. Cold and Mysterious Disabled Tycoon”

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”