I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 267 - 263: Treasure House of the Minor

A family saga romance with a strong female lead. Longyue, the wilful daughter of a high-ranking minister, is framed by petty villains and banished by her father. Forced to marry into the dirt-poor Li family of Qingshui Village, she vents her resentment on her hapless husband. She and his family are often at each other's throats, and she ends up getting killed in a brawl. When she wakes up again, she finds herself transported back in time. She has just married Li Qingmu and, for the first time, she is moved by his gentle, caring ways. She must savor the moment - and this time, their love is for keeps! Follow her trajectories as she manages the complicated web of family relationships, with her eyes set on one goal. When her husband becomes a government official, all those who wronged her will pay the price!

In his past life, Ming Yu struggled in the European and United States fashion circles, eventually becoming the well deserved king of the catwalk.

Zhang Beichen downloaded a game called “The Empress of the Warring States Period”. He needs to play the role of a famous minister to help his monarch rule the world and become emperor.

He thought it was an ordinary game. In the game, Zhang Beichen tried his best to make friends with the empress, help her unify the seven kingdoms, and achieve different endings.

Until he woke up, Zhang Beichen discovered that he had actually come to the world in the game, and the magnificent empress in the game was standing in front of him!

The empress looked at Zhang Beichen with a cold and glamorous face, and thought: “He is the servant in the Sims who has made great contributions to me, but is rebellious and wants to marry me?”

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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”