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"Okay, good girl."

"Your Majesty! I want one too!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, we have everything."

Even just talking, shaking hands, and patting heads kept Chen Ming busy for a long time. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the sofa in Raphael's house.

"worn out……"

"Your Majesty, you've worked hard."

Wendy and her two friends limped over and handed him a glass of water.

Seeing this, Chen Ming smiled and said—

"You guys are really something... making such a big fuss. Now look what happened, your legs are broken, aren't they?"

He was too arrogant during the wedding, actually trying to steal the bride in front of everyone. As expected, he was suppressed and his leg was broken, and he is still unable to recover.

However, Wendy shamelessly said—

"We failed tactically, but succeeded strategically, hehe, Queen, hug..."

"Hey! What are you doing! Get off the Queen right now, this is extremely disrespectful."

"What does it matter?"

"Fei'er?"

Isa stared wide-eyed as Phil moved closer, nuzzling against his chest, and said with a grin—

"Even if my arms and legs are broken again, it's still worth it, Queen... I love you."

"No, shameless!"

Isha was still pretending to be serious, but the envy in her eyes was so obvious, and she regretted that she was putting on airs.

Chen Ming looked at her performance, smiled helplessly, and said—

"Isa, come over here too..."

"Since it's the Queen's request..."

Isabella immediately snuggled into his arms, a happy smile spreading across her face.

Wendy stroked his cheek and said—

"Your Majesty, tell me, are the three of us better, or the three kings better? Hehe... or do wildflowers smell sweeter?"

"..."

Chen Ming looked up at the sky.

……

……

After returning from heaven, Chen Ming had to go to another place, which seemed rather eerie compared to the sanctity of heaven. Chen Ming looked at the dimly lit room, which was only lit by candles. There were also several of his wedding invitations on the wall, all nailed to them with knives stuck in them.

"...What horror movie set?"

Chen Ming couldn't help but complain.

And the instant he spoke.

brush.

Suddenly, many pairs of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness, like wild beasts ready to devour their prey, causing a bead of cold sweat to trickle down his forehead.

lie.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from the darkness. A pretty girl, her face pale, stared at him with wide eyes and said—

"Brother Chen Ming... giggle... Brother Chen Ming..."

"No, No'er? Your smile is giving me the creeps..."

"Has Brother Chen Ming forgotten? Nuo'er is Brother Chen Ming's bride, but why isn't Nuo'er at the wedding? How strange, how strange, how strange..."

She kept saying "How strange" while gripping his body tightly with her hands, to the point that it hurt him a little.

The others who had been in the darkness also staggered out, making Chen Ming feel as if he had stumbled into a zombie movie. One girl after another hugged him and surrounded him.

"Hehe... Mr. Chen Ming... it's Mr. Chen Ming... he's finally in my hands..."

"Come to me, come to me, you are mine, never leave me again."

"Hehe... Mr. Chen Ming smells so good, is it made of honey? It looks so tempting."

Chen Ming trembled with fear, feeling as if he had been bitten on the shoulder. Was this a physical attempt to eat him up?

This kind of affection seems a bit too heavy.

Witches have gone to extremes over the long years; once you win their love, you can never escape.

Leah's mouth was practically watering as she said—

"We can't do without you. Don't even think about getting rid of us. Now that you've saved us, you'd better take responsibility to the end, our angel..."

The dim room concealed everything, and the witches walking in the darkness clung tightly to that ray of light, refusing to let go.

……

……

I got home in the evening.

"...They're really ruthless."

When Lucifer was washing him, he saw a bunch of messy claw marks on his body and couldn't help but shake his head.

Chen Ming sat on the sofa with a smile, stroking the dog in his arms, and said—

"It's just a minor injury, let them be."

She desperately wanted to leave her mark on him; only his gentle nature could tolerate such a strong possessiveness.

Dongyi glanced at him and said with a smile—

"Are you still going to the Sword Immortal School tomorrow? Those students are still waiting for you to give them a lesson."

"It was just giving a lecture, of course I went."

"Hmph...it's just a lecture..."

Dong Yi's voice was somewhat meaningful. What would the lecture that those resentful women in their secluded chambers were looking forward to turn out to be? It was really hard to imagine.

"Dinner's ready!"

"it is good."

Never mind all that, let's go eat first. He pulled his wives out, thinking...

Anyway, there's still a long way to go.

postscript

Hello everyone, this is Qin Buxiang, a new writer.

This concludes the "Feeding the Cake" series. Did you all enjoy reading it? Thank you for your subscriptions and support; without you, this book wouldn't have made it this far.

That should have been enough, but it seems a bit perfunctory, so let's chat a bit more.

What should we talk about...?

Some people might find it strange that the epilogue is only being posted now, even though it ended last month. There's actually a deep reason for that… playing games on my new phone is just too awesome, I can't help it.

Haha.

After all, I haven't slacked off for several years. One book is a million words long, another is over three million words long, and I've been updating them continuously without stopping. I think it's quite rare to be able to do that, right?

Hmph, so smug.

In short, regarding my situation, many people are probably still concerned about my new book and such. Well, let's wait a bit longer; I need to rest for a few months, I guess?

Or maybe I'll reach the top rank in Auto Chess and then come back. The new version will be released no later than the 9th.

In short, it's all about having fun.

That's my story.

Then there's the matter of this book.

Unlike what others might think, I had a general framework planned from the beginning of this book.

The outline I gave the editor was a complete mess. (laughs)

But it's too complicated to put my thoughts into words; I'd rather spend that time writing. The ending was set from the beginning; all that's left is to run towards the finish line.

Very stable.

The initial theme was everyday life within a cycle of reincarnation, and there were several possibilities. One was that Taipu would directly conclude the early daily lives of the main characters; another was that it would barely manage to conclude with the Heavenly War; and the third was what we have now, where it's written to the end of the Reincarnation War and a happy ending.

Grades really do affect a book.

This is truly the result of everyone's hard work.

In short, readers who have read this far should now understand that I am a very methodical person and always strive to complete my works properly.

I'm cute... oh no, I'm responsible, so please subscribe and give me money.

Oh right, some people might see certain, isolated, or niche groups calling me "sister" or something similar. Please don't misunderstand, I'm a muscular man. I can post photos of my leg hair to prove it, and by the way, I'll shatter your beautiful fantasies.

I'm so bad.

Regarding the female protagonist, I can only say that I've written quite a few girls, but each one has her own unique characteristics and charm. I'm very careful to avoid homogenization.

Why write so many female protagonists?

Because that's still considered a small amount.

Moreover, I discovered something interesting while writing: some people kept advising me to write less, saying that they couldn't keep up with the writing and it would be too much.

My reaction was—"Oh, this."