Xiao Qiye

She was a descendant of the ancient martial aristocratic family of Hua Xia. She had just transmigrated when she was plotted against. She unexpectedly fell pregnant after randomly but forcefully triggering a man.
After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a little fox? And this little fox tugged at her clothes and called her mother?
Good thing the little baby fox was obedient and adorable, caring, and protective of his mother. In this chaotic mainland where good and evil are present, the mother-son duo combined forces, suppressing all others with their expert skills, making those lowly relatives who looked down on them regret.
However, one day, Baby Fox’s daddy came looking for him. Not only did he want to snatch her child, he even wanted to snatch her along!
How could such a good thing be found? Wanting to be Baby Fox’s daddy, did he ask for Baby Fox’s opinion?
A particular baby fox crossed his arms by his waist. “Want to become my dad? First, hand over your silver and then queue up behind. Mom, I think that Uncle Wang from next door is quite rich. Why don’t you become the wife of Uncle Wang instead?”


World Dominating Empress Physician

     Bai Yan, I will definitely not waste it next time. I will take everything that I can. 


  Bai Yan gently stroked her chin and nodded her head seriously.  "Okay, remember not to waste it next time. You're tired."


  Before she could finish her sentence, her face immediately darkened.


  Chu Yiyi didn't understand what was going on. She turned around to take a look and was scared out of her wits.


   Bai Yan, I just remembered that I still have something to do. I'll take my leave first. 


  After saying that, she did not even wait for Bai Yan's agreement and quickly ran in the direction of the backyard with a whoosh.


  The corners of Bai Yan's lips twitched a few times as she stared at the devilish man who had already walked in front of her and gritted her teeth.  "You really think of this place as your own home?"


  "My royal residence was burned down by our son," the man raised his eyebrows.


  He wasn't talking about you, he was talking about us.


The unlucky Princess (4)