MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man - Chapter 27 Hot springs palace

[No weak protagonist, No simp, Prodigies battle for supremacy, Explosively satisfying invincible (Overpowered) protagonist type]Jun Xiaoyao transmigrates to a Xuanhuan (mysterious fantasy) world, becoming the Divine Scion of an Ancient Aristocratic Family. He possesses an unbeatable background, world-shocking talent, and furthermore, obtains a sign-in system. At the very start, he signs in and receives a fully developed (Great Accomplishment) Ancient Sacred Body.Signing in at the Taiyue Ancient Stele, he obtains a six-star reward: the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Strength!Signing in at his ten-year-old banquet, he obtains a seven-star reward: the Supreme Bone!Signing in at the Bronze Immortal Palace, he obtains an eight-star reward: the Myriad Creatures Mother Qi Cauldron!Signing in at the Boundless Realm Sea, he obtains a ten-star reward: the Great Art of Transforming into Freedom!Countless years later, Jun Xiaoyao sits cross-legged in the Ninth Heaven, points his sword towards the Azure Sky and declares: “Across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I control destiny! At the end of the Immortal Path, I am the Apex!”Novel Keywords: Opening with a Sign-in to an Ancient Sacred Body

Cen Qing transmigrated into a book, transmigrating into the villain who single-handedly created the zombie virus in the post-apocalyptic novel.

It’s not scary to dress up as a villain, what’s scary is that there is a villain who is more powerful than her.

Looking at Jiang Ci who was still dormant in the culture medium in front of him, Cen Qing recalled his own ending in the original book, his little heart trembled.

Did she kill him before he turned black and grew up, or pulled out his oxygen catheter now?

But Jiang Ci’s first sentence after waking up was, “Mom.”

Cen Qing was so frightened that the hand that pulled out the oxygen tube swished back, and since then began the daily routine of raising a baby/raising a man in the last days.

“Qingqing, blood is drawn on the hand, it needs to be healed to be healed.”

Cen Qing glanced at the wound where a drop of blood appeared, and ignored him.

“Qingqing, the zombies are Ah Ci’s good friends, can you stop beating their heads?”

Cen Qing glanced at the zombie with its bloody mouth open, and slammed the stick again.

“Qingqing, he pushed me on purpose. I don’t care at all that you stay in the same space as him.”

Cen Qing glanced at his stunned assistant and sighed.

Who did Jiang Ci learn the tea-in-tea phrase from?

But the day-to-day life of raising a baby suddenly changed his style of painting one day. The reason was that Cen Qing recruited another male assistant, the kind who looked soft and cute.

The man pushed her against the wall, his dark eyes filled with strong possessiveness, his voice was hoarse,

“Qingqing, you are not good, and a disobedient child should be locked up with chains.”

Cen Qing, who was trapped in the man’s hot embrace and could not move, burst into tears.

Is it too late for her to pull out the oxygen tube now? Waiting online, very urgent.

- Description from novelbuddy

As part of the imperial family, every move by Chu Yuan in this game of chess is made with apprehension, fearing that with a moment of inattentiveness, the whole match will be lost in a single move. Ascending to the throne at eighteen, not half a year passes before civil strife erupts in Yun Nan. Though the thoughts of the old guard at the imperial court are not exactly identical, they are all waiting to see how the new emperor will put an end to this. Unexpectedly, before this side could make a move, a few thousand miles away, the King of Xi Nan, Duan Bai Yue, had already personally commanded troops to attack in all directions; not half a year had passed when peace was restored. Sparse moonlight shines into the palace; Chu Yuan stamped the wax seal himself, and had a secret letter sent urgently to Yun Nan 800 miles away — this time, what must we(1) give in exchange? Brush marks passed through the back of the paper; it almost can be seen, when writing this line, how angry the young emperor was. Duan Bai Yue spread out a piece of paper unhurriedly, replying with only one word. You.

The Empress does not grant my resignation.