MTL - A Naive Short-tempered Girl - v4 Chapter 541 Difficult son

Bai Yuxue floated in the world for decades as a soul, and was reborn once.

Excited, she immediately hugged the baby girl in her arms: “I just want to take my daughter to be beautiful alone!”

In difficult times, she lived in poverty and lacked food and clothing. She was an orphan, a widow, and a mother without support. Can anyone step on it?

Don’t be afraid, there is a simulated ranch management space that you bring with you. Move your fingers, make a fortune, and get rich again, and you can’t climb high in the blink of an eye.

Since then, Bai Yuxue has set a small goal for herself: to make her daughter’s daughter fat and happy as quickly as possible.

But, where did this man come from?

Bai Yuxue: “Sir, my man is already dead, don’t try to pretend.”

Someone: “Because I miss you, I borrowed from the King of Hell for another lifetime.”

Through the wind and rain, overcoming thorns and thorns, just to hold you in my arms again.

Bai Yuxue: “Well, let me slow down first.”

Little girl: “I hate you, don’t rob my mother from me!”

- Description from novelbuddy

Silvermist Evermore never belonged. Born to unloving parents and cast aside, she had long accepted that life would never offer her warmth—until she was chosen as an apprentice at Moonstone Academy, a place where magic breathes and fate is written in the stars.But her arrival comes with a price. In an act of betrayal and manipulation, Silvermist shatters Frost's staff, the formidable Winter Guardian, unraveling a secret that should have remained buried.Now, bound by an ancient rule, she must take its place—not as a mere apprentice, but as something far more dangerous: Frost’s human staff, the living embodiment of his power.As Silvermist struggles to navigate the treacherous halls of Moonstone, she discovers that Guardians without apprentices are doomed to vanish, and the balance of the four seasons—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter—hangs by a thread. But the shadows whisper a greater truth: a war looms on the horizon, fueled by the Sandman’s wrath and a hidden enemy who has been pulling the strings all along.Haunted by cryptic dreams, hunted by those who seek to use her, and betrayed by those she once trusted, Silvermist must uncover the truth behind her own existence before she loses herself to the very storm she was forced to wield.Can she survive the weight of Winter, or will she be the final snowfall that buries them all?

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There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law.Su Guifei¹ was favored and envied by countless imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favoritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future.Ming Jiuzhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don’t believe it.Chen Wang in Jiuzhu’s eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty and his favored consort’s hedonistic son.Jiuzhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a ‘you are doomed one way or another’ look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy?Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty.————–¹ Guifei – Noble Consort² Wang – Title given to adult sons of the Emperor.