The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone! - Chapter 9 I am Your Wife

To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a ‘system’, sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

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In France, just entered Versailles, with the identity of the Crown Prince.The only problem was that the reigning king was Louis XVI, and in two years, he’d be “snapped”…Since I couldn’t rely on dear old dad and the ministers, I had to take matters into my own hands to reform France!First, make a bit of easy money to solve the financial crisis that had plagued the nation for hundreds of years.Then give a harsh lesson to those nobles harboring treacherous intentions and plotting to seize power.Next, confiscate the Church’s abundant lands, acquired without lifting a finger.Industry, technology, agriculture, commerce—I will all advance side by side, I, the greatest Crown Prince in France!That year, when the little British struggled with the allied forces at his borders, I simply took over his little island.That year, my sword pointed at all of Europe, the magnificent feat Napoleon didn’t accomplish, I will achieve!!!

Once upon a time, there was a beauty who met nonstop misfortune. This unfortunate man hurried to hug a golden thigh…

Coming from the end of days, the ‘excluding eating there’s only eating in his brain’ Little Useless Eater transmigrated to a ghost story world where it’s difficult to preserve his life. Good that, not only does his IQ explode the meter, all attribute points are also entirely placed on his face, letting him rely on his otherworldly beauty to find a thick and sturdy big golden thigh. Hugging from world to world, finally, from a pitiful thing being oppressed by demons and monsters on every path, he evolved into a vexatious ghost!

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I remember the story of a novel I had read in my previous life just before my marriage. If you don’t mess up the wedding, you’ll be poisoned by your husband! So I kissed the pastor who was in charge of the ceremony.

“Commander, are you alright?” shouted one of the holy knights as he approached the pastor who was kissed.

Huh, what?

Wait … are you the commander of the Holy Knights?

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Rurutia, who was about to die, wanted to spend her last moment in a temple where she felt at ease the most. She started a business with her friends for the temple, and it was a big hit.

“Miss, you have the world in the palm of your hands!”

“Are you a God who has descended to Earth?”

In the midst of being embarrassed by the large crown, the commander of the holy knights himself was also acting strange.

“All I wish for is to be your husband,” he said, his eyes shining with obsession. “Take responsibility for stealing my first kiss.”

This is all so wrong.

It seems that I changed my future.