Unintended Cultivator - Chapter 65Book 10: : You Get to Live

Changqing has always felt that she’s incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas.

Born naturally defective but possessed by the spirit of a divine dragon. Inheriting the divine dragon’s will and power, growing scales and magical claws, imperial waters containing the breath of the dragon, travelling through clouds and summoning rain, an invincible physical body. In this world and era, countless men dream of slaying dragons. Li Mu Yang has always lived a hard life.

- Description from Novelupdates

The encounter in the past and this life is to continue the front line? Or continue the past?
Her Majesty the Queen lay lazily half-lying looking up at the sky, and suddenly a pair of legs were placed on her body.
“Pinch your feet.”
“Hey~ as ordered, wife.”

This is actually the story of an empress who transmigrated into an actress and then met her lover in her previous life.
Filming, pampering his wife (in fact, being pampered), and then watching the performances of the melon eaters.
Content tags: ancient wears modern sweet text

Search keywords: Protagonist: Qi Xuning, Yu Lingxi ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: special liking

- Description from novelbuddy

She was born into an affluent family, but she was swapped at birth and got a different life.She grew up in a village. Just as she got the opportunity to transform her life, it got taken from her, and she was forced into a marriage to trade for a marriage for her mentally-challenged big brother.In the end, she died tragically.Gu Yan thought that if she could be reborn, she would make those who had bullied and insulted her regret everything!After being reborn with a superpower, her life became quite different.“With both the medical skill and the superpower, wastrels, shiver for me!”“Also you, handsome boy, I saved your life; shouldn’t you pledge to marry me?”Lu Ye smiled naughtily. “Of course. Just tell me, Yanyan, how many times do you want me to pledge per night?”