A single transaction bound Qiao Qingyun, who had crossed over from another world, to the most favored young son of the current Emperor, and as promised, she became the Crown Princess of the Chu Yuan Kingdom. On the night of their wedding, as he began to undress, she lifted her eyes coldly. “What are you doing?” “Sleeping with my wife and fathering an heir,” he replied, his movements unceasing. She pressed a silver needle against the acupoint on his neck. “Has anyone ever told you that the more beautiful a woman is, the more like a poisonous flower she becomes, killing without a trace?” He raised his long eyes, and in a blink, reversed her needle into his own hand. “With your looks, at best you’re a humble weed.” Qiao Qingyun gritted her teeth and promptly toppled the man onto the bed. “And what about you? A wildflower from the field?” In a flash, another silver needle from her other hand sank swiftly into his neck, and he was instantly immobilized. After climbing out of bed, she even noticed a spark of fire igniting in his eyes. Qiao Qingyun laughed softly—farewell, contract Crown Prince!.

By a twist of fate, he was unfortunate enough to cross into another era. Unlike other travelers, he possessed neither a dazzlingly noble status, nor an extraordinary system at his side, nor a magical storage space. No miraculous warehouse, arsenal, smartphone, or camera from the modern world had accompanied him to ancient times. Stranded in a barren land, penniless, with nothing to his name and even stripped of his memories, watch as he rises from the soil, soars to the heavens, and commands the winds of change..

The latest chapter of Ghost-Hunting High School: Chapter Fifty-Three - Humanoid Monster (First Update of the Fifth Day).

In the fifteenth year of Chongzhen’s reign, the Battle of Songjin ended in utter defeat for the Ming, the last of its main forces consumed by fire, heralding the arrival of the dynasty’s final days. The ignorant Qing unfurled their fangs, and scenes of the three massacres at Jiading, the ten days of bloodshed in Yangzhou, and the terrifying literary inquisition seared themselves into the protagonist’s vision. As he opened his eyes, he was shocked to discover that he had become the last crown prince of the Ming! There are only two years left! What awaits the new Zhu Cilang at the end of this road—is it a desperate sprint toward doom, or will he take up the sword, letting the clash of blades ring out a rhapsody of defiance?.