Mlp Clouds

Kylie Cooper was Jonathan Sinclair's lover for three years. After they broke up, she became his executive assistant. Jonathan treated her coldly and mocked her with sarcasm. Kylie said, "You used me as a stand-in before. Now that she's back, please let me go." However, Jonathan was confused. "A stand-in? I've only ever loved you..."

เฟิงหลี่เฉียงเป็นเด็กน้อยที่อาศัยอยู่กับแม่และน้องสาว เขาต่อสู้ชีวิตมาตั้งแต่เด็ก จนได้พบกับต้วนเจี่ยซิน อาจารย์ของเขาที่เป็นอดีตหมอหลวง และเส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขา ก็เริ่มต้นขึ้น เฟิงหลี่เฉียงได้พบกับอาจารย์ที่มีความรู้ความสามารถหลากหลาย ทำให้เขาเก่งทั้งบู๊และบุ๋น และสอบเป็นจอหงวนอันดับหนึ่งในรัชสมัยของฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อ ที่มีชื่อเสียงโด่งดังแห่งราชวงศ์หมิงตอนต้นได้ ชีวิตของเขาขึ้นลงมาตลอด ทั้งถูกกลั่นแกล้งเพราะเป็นคนเฉลียวฉลาดและยึดมั่นอุดมการณ์ จนถูกสั่งย้ายให้ไปทำงานตามหน่วยงานต่างๆ เขาต้องทำหน้าที่ในการสืบสวนคดีและตรวจสอบการทุจริตจนเกือบเอาชีวิตไม่รอด และถูกย้ายไปอยู่ชายแดนตะวันตกเฉียงเหนือ ที่แห้งแล้งและอันตราย เขาต้องต่อสู้กับเครือข่ายการทุจริตและการบุกรุกของมองโกล แต่ก็ใช้ความสามารถในการสู้รบและการทำนายสภาพดินฟ้าอากาศจนเอาชนะกองทัพมองโกลได้ เฟิงหลี่เฉียงยังพบกับบุคคลสำคัญ ทั้งขันทีที่มีอิทธิพลสูง แม่ทัพชายแดนที่มีความดุดัน องครักษ์เสื้อแพรจินอวี่เว่ย นักปราชญ์ ข้าราชการ และขุนนางที่ทั้งเป็นมิตรและศัตรู รวมไปถึงฮ่องเต้หย่งเล่อและเชื้อพระวงศ์ที่ให้คุณและโทษกับเขาได้ เส้นทางการเป็นขุนนางของเขาไม่เคยราบรื่น แต่เฟิงหลี่เฉียงก็ไม่เคยย่อท้อ เพราะมีอุดมการณ์ที่ยึดมั่นตั้งแต่เด็ก เขาจึงได้เป็นอัครเสนาบดีแห่งต้าหมิง ที่มีอิทธิพลสูงในราชสำนักในท้ายที่สุด

The night before the design competition, my husband took my design draft, promising to secure a patent to protect my work. In the intense competition, my work stood out and won first place. During the award ceremony, I walked on stage wearing the necklace that my daughter and I had made together. Suddenly, my seven-year-old daughter rushed up to the stage, screaming, "Mom, how could you steal Veronica's necklace? That's horrible and embarrassing. Just come down and go home with me."

Whenever Rachel Cooper loses it, I know I'm about to get divorced again. I close my eyes. "We are divorcing for the ninth time." Marcus Miller massages his temples and says regretfully, "Vivian, Barry died all of a sudden, leaving his wife and her unborn baby behind. I can't ignore them. Relax. Once the baby's born, we'll remarry. We won't separate ever again!" I remain silent. I already heard this promise eight times before. Barry Miller's sudden death is the reason for Rachel's breakdown. It also caused Marcus and me to divorce for the first time. Back then, Rachel was already pregnant, prompting Marcus to divorce me. He will remarry me once he has comforted her. Over the past nine months, we have married and divorced eight times. Everyone mocks me by calling me the Eight-Ring Wonder. I also find it ridiculous. After I accept the divorce certificate, one of the court staff secretly asks me, "When are you getting married again?" I answer calmly, "There's no next time."

“Honey, let’s make a baby together so that you won’t leave me.” I resisted, but my husband ignored it and forced himself onto me. After that, I did it with him 520 times, each time a nightmare for me. Even when he was on business trips, he had to monitor my every move via video, terrified that I would run away. However, one day, I received an invitation to an art exhibition. The intimate gestures between my husband and me had been turned into works of art, filling the entire gallery. My husband held a young female intern by the waist, his gaze sweeping over me with indifference. “Two years ago, you insisted on going against Tiara over an art collectible and suppressed her during the auction, spending lavishly just to humiliate her.” “Now there are 520 art pieces here, an exhibition showcasing your disgrace. If you don’t want them falling into someone else’s hands, you’ll need to bid on them one by one.”

After seven years of bloodbath, the most decorated soldier returns to the capital.“Whatever was taken from me, I will take back a thousand fold!”

จิงซิงอี้ แพทย์จีนจบใหม่ กลับมาเปิดคลินิกรักษาโรคที่หมู่บ้านกับคุณตาที่เลี้ยงดูเขามา เขารักษาคนไข้ที่อยู่ห่างไกล ทำธุรกิจสมุนไพร ทำแหล่งท่องเที่ยว และค้นหาความลับจากชาติกำเนิดที่เป็นปริศนาของตัวเอง

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.

My husband only married me for a family alliance, but his heart was always with his first love. To please her, he even threw her a grand wedding. He forced me to play the wedding march at their ceremony. When I hit a single wrong note, he stood by as she drove steel needles through my fingers. “Weren’t you so proud of being a pianist? Then I’ll take that away from you.” “This is my revenge for forcing me into this marriage!” Later, I got pregnant. However, Yaron Hayes, my husband, left for an extravagant trip abroad with Ellie Jensen. When he finally returned and saw my swollen belly, he immediately assumed I had cheated. He locked me in a closet, forcing me to endure a brutal childbirth alone—one that cost me my life. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the Hayes family arranged our marriage. This time, I let go of my foolish devotion. I booked a flight to study abroad in half a month. “The sky is vast, and birds are meant to be free. It's time for me to follow my own path.”

I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming and charismatic woman. After she returns to the country, my husband, who always says he knows nothing about being romantic, racks his brains to think of ways to please her. Even my son wants her to be his mother—he says it to my face, too. To my husband and son, I'm only worthy of cooking and cleaning for them. Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my shirt and says firmly, "Zach might not want his mommy, but I do!" It's only then that I realize flowers can bloom in parched land. When I'm finally living the life I want, my ex-husband and son come to me, telling me they regret their actions… My ex-husband calls and says Zach misses me. I answer, "I'm not his mother anymore." Then, he says he's made a mistake—he's realized that I'm the one he loves. The man beside me kisses the back of my hand, sounding jealous as he says, "Do you think you deserve to be with her when I've yet to win her heart?"