Ten million

On the eve of their wedding, Yan Changsheng brought back a girl and publicly called off the marriage.
Only then did Shen Qinghe realize that Yan Changsheng was the crazy male lead from a book, and the girl was the irresistible female protagonist.
As for her, she was just early cannon fodder fated to die, and her elder sister was the malevolent female supporting character whom everyone wanted to beat up.
Tsk, the plot is just freaking ridiculous!
After awakening, Shen Qinghe busied herself with cultivation, protecting her elder sister.
Yet, unknowingly seizing the female protagonist's luck, she attracted several crazy male leads, each of them forcibly taking what they wanted from her.
She thought Dongfang Wuya was relatively normal, but who knew he was crazier, actually seizing the position of Heavenly Emperor and then forcibly marrying her to become the Heavenly Empress!
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As the high and mighty belle of the cultivation world, Dongfang Wuya had countless admirers and fans. Yet he was devoted to cultivation, treating love as if it were dirt.
Initially thinking Shen Qinghe was deeply in love with him, he sternly advised her, "Focus on your cultivation, do not get distracted by romantic entanglements!"
Later, irked by her dedication to cultivation, he pressed her into his arms and kissed her, seductively coaxing with a playful smile, "Be my Daoist companion, and I'll aid you in cultivation, hmm?"
[Asura Field, Cremation Ground, Male Rivalry, Su Wen]

Was it you that night?

Shen Qinghe used the sword scabbard as a shield, trying to block Yan Changsheng's thunderous blow, but at the moment she was just a mortal, and although she evaded a few moves awkwardly, Yan Changsheng's inner strength was profound, and he soon struck her right shoulder.


She staggered back several steps, her vision turning dark, feeling the blood surge within her, unable to refrain from vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.


The Wuya Sword wanted to support Shen Qinghe, but being just a sword, it could only watch helplessly as Shen Qinghe coughed up blood and fainted.


It rubbed its hilt against Shen Qinghe's face; the girl's blood from the corner of her lips adhered to the hilt and meandered down into the blade, vanishing while emitting a faint golden glow...


When Shen Qinghe came to again, she was already back in the bridal chamber; the night had deepened, and the room was quiet, but the internal injuries she had sustained during the day were no longer serious.


Chapter 70: She Woke Up to Find a Man in Her Bed