Transmigrated as the Princess Consort of a Fallen Nation - Chapter 80

Chang An is a sub-beast who, despite having the talent for the sword, did not have the constitution to support it. And his savior, Hua Yi, is a beastman on the run for his life.

This is a story about how two once innocent children had to grow up in such a cruel beastman world.

- Description from Novelupdates

Qu Xiao unexpectedly transmigrated as the spoiled wife of a business magnate. Despite her good fortune, the original owner of her body failed to see that, and helped her maiden family to conspire against the magnate, even trying to divorce him and elope with a scumbag ex-boyfriend!

Rolling her eyes in frustration with one hand on the divorce papers, Qu Xiao simply leaped into the magnate’s arms while crying, “I would not divorce you!”

Shang Liyan was stunned. “A-Are you still Qu Xiao?”

Qu Xiao nodded fervently, and having the full script in hand, she wielded her omniscience as she wiped out all scumbags.

Her ex was trying to seduce her? She sent him some hookers and secured compromising photographs of him, and sent him directly to the precinct!

Her maiden family wanted the Shang family’s stocks? She took their company instead!

“Darling, you seem different from before!”

Qu Xiao stared at the man before her, and swore to pamper him and love him in the place of the original owner of her body! She would protect the stoic magnate!

Sulí woke up from chaos without any memories, and without a system on her, simply living through each life cycle indifferently, guided by some mysterious force. Slowly, she realized that in every life, her identity was that of a supporting character with a bad ending...A wife discarded by her husband,The leading student led astray,An ordinary girl taken down by vanity,A childhood friend with toxic tendencies,Romances entangled with embroidered balls,The so-called phoenix men...After countless lifecycles, amassing immense merit and golden radiance, Sulí found out that things were far from being as simple as she thought.

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital’s royal square, took in someone else’s cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era’s brilliance... “Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?” Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.