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Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 97: Stay With Me

Luo Jinxiao’s heart ached with a bittersweet longing at Qu Weiyin’s words. She wrapped her arms around Qu Weiyin, gently patting her dark hair. The overwhelming joy of having her back brought tears to her eyes. “It’s really me,” Luo Jinxiao said hoarsely. “I was afraid we’d never recognize each other again. If that happened, I don’t know what I…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 96: It’s You

After a while, Qu Weiyin gradually stopped sobbing. Her body slowly calmed down, and her breathing became regular. Luo Jinxiao gently wiped the remaining tears from her face. The woman was in a deep sleep, so deep that she didn’t wake up despite all the commotion. Luo Jinxiao carefully laid Qu Weiyin back on the bed and watched over her,…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 95: Nightmare

As Qing Yi saw what happened, she let out a small yelp of surprise and quickly tried to wipe the spill with a handkerchief, saying hurriedly, “Demon Lord, I don’t know how this happened…” Qu Weiyin raised her hand slightly, saying it was no matter. She then used her powers to evaporate the water stains from her clothes. She got…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 94: Meeting Again

After about an hour, Qiongqi returned. She landed gracefully, her expression seemingly quite satisfied, with a person dangling from her grasp. The captive was wrapped in a black robe, hands bound, struggling fiercely before tumbling to the ground. “Why have you captured me? Release me!” The person was a man with a hooked nose and disheveled, dirty hair. He raised…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 93: Little Luo

The height of summer brought sticky, humid air. The sky was clear without a trace of cloud, and the vegetation below drooped, trying to escape the scorching sunlight. Two women in white robes approached from the winding path. They didn’t seem to fear the sun, but they remained vigilant, as if worried something might suddenly jump out from the bushes….