After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Author:Feng Shili
Category:Romance Novels
37 people read
Last Updated:03/14/2025


Description

In the previous life, Jiang Ying was able to rule the world with his literary skills and open up new territories with his military skills. He was the most wise king in the Great Sheng Dynasty, but he was killed by the queen.
In this life, Jiang Ying only wanted a warm bed for his wife and children, but the queen only loved food and not him.
His brother gave him some advice: "If you want to please a girl, you have to talk sweetly and give her a gift if you have nothing to do."
Jiang Ying, I feel justified!
……
Qin Xiaomi was reborn in the third life. In this life, he just wants to lead his family to make a fortune, sit on the golden mountain, and live a free and easy life.
But Jiang Dalang from next door came to give her gifts from time to time, including food, gold, silver, precious jade, farm houses and shops, and finally even packed himself up and sent it to her home.
Qin Xiaomi was angry: "What's wrong with you? Get out of here, or I'll beat you up!"
One-on-one pampering, clean body and mind, no male lead, no female lead, there was a misunderstanding in the previous life, the twins were born in another ancient time, the misunderstanding in this life is solved, leading the Huantuo protagonist group to make a fortune and abuse the scum, please collect it ^0^

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Chapter 1 Double Life Escape

Chapter 1 Double Life Escape

It hurts!

As a burst of severe pain hit, Qin Su's consciousness gradually returned, and many memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind... This body is called Qin Su, and her family calls her Qin for convenience. Millet is the central plain of the Wei Dynasty A native of Qinjia Village, Da'an County, Qingfeng Prefecture, Prefecture, he is eleven years old this year. Both his parents are dead. He has a separated brother. Due to successive
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