Game of Thrones: Reign of the Dragonking - Chapter 58: [] The Iron Islands

I just woke up and the beautiful disciple was feeding me medicine. I drank it without any precautions. As a result, when the beautiful disciple came out, I scrolled through my memory and found out...Oh my god, I traveled to another world and became the Supreme Pontiff of the Qian Xunji Spirit Hall?!In the beginning, I encountered a situation where Tang Hao seriously injured me and Bibi Dong was going to kill me in revenge.Fortunately, I activated the Villain Douluo System. As long as I make the righteous miserable, I can continue to become stronger.Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao... your nightmare is approaching.

A mysterious object triggers Arya's sudden death, reincarnating him into a world of cultivation, spiritual beasts, and powerful sects.Reborn as Su Kang, a genius of the prestigious Su family, he befriends Li Fang, and they embark on numerous adventures together.However, Li Fang, shielded by a seemingly invincible “protagonist's halo,” recklessly offends powerful individuals and engages in constant face-slapping for even the pettiest of reasons.Though Su Kang tries to help his friend, Li Fang remains unfazed by the dangers he attracts.Ultimately, tragedy strikes. Those close to Li Fang perish one by one, yet his numbers of female companions continues to grow, even taking Su Kang's own fiancée.Li Fang's enemies, relentless in their pursuit, eventually destroy Su Kang's family and take his life.But now, Su Kang has been granted a glimpse into the future. He has seen the destruction that awaits him and his family.This time, he will not be a mere sidekick to the “child of destiny.” This time, Su Kang will fight back. His battle, however, will lead him to an unexpected battlefield: The heart of Li Fang's captivating and mature mother, Bai Yunxi.Su Kang: “I have always admired you, and I want to marry you.”Bai Yunxi: “You... What are you talking about?”[He traded vengeance for a lover's heart,To win the battle for a mother's heart.]_____________________________________[It's my first novel so I there will be some mistakes but bear with me.]

In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

With a pair of dextrous hands, she stroked and examined those clickety white bones to solve old and dusty unresolved cases.

He was a handsome cold prince. Just to see the beauty smile, he would not hesitate to throw away his moral principles and repeatedly flirt with her.

In the end, he only received a supercilious look from her, as she declared “Prince, one touch is a 1,000 taels.”

“Then, this prince will give you 10,000 taels for a kiss!”

“You are offering me a marriage of convenience, but princess… there's nothing convenient about me.”

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Izabelle had underestimated the fire she thought she was going to play with tonight. But how could she ever have foreseen that the man she had happened to come across with does not play with just a small fire, but a whole inferno?

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“You going through this marriage with me might as well be like you digging your own grave. Because the moment you start to want more from me, I will divorce you. And the moment you break your promise and try to fight me… I will ruin you and break you apart completely. Mercilessly. You will regret ever meeting this devil tonight.” His threat was given in the same soft but cold voice.

But Elle did not even flinch. Her gaze never faltered either. This man was ruthless, and she knew that clearly. His eyes that moment promised nightmares and darkness without any promise of respite.

But no matter what he says now, it would still not change her decision. She truly had no other choice.

“I understand now…” she said quietly, steeling herself. “Since you don't trust that I will keep my word, how about we do this? You prepare the divorce documents beforehand now and I'll sign it. That way, once you decide to divorce me in the future, the papers would already have been signed and there would be no way I can trouble you about it. You would just need to send it to the lawyers and have it notarized.”

A heavy silence reigned before his quiet disbelieving laugh broke the silence.

“I'm at a loss for words, Princess Izabelle.” He looked wickedly amused. But then he started nodding in approval. “Fine, princess. I will marry you.”