Gu Laibao's Farming Life
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  • Reads 640
  • Votes 21
  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 32m
Ongoing, First published Jan 11, 2023
Author: 长发女妖

Category: Rebirth through time travel

Complete 

 Chapter 100 (2)




Gu Laibao crossed over just after completing the application for the college entrance examination and before enjoying life. And tm is fetal wear! Degenerated directly into a babbling baby! God, are you sure you're not messing with me?

 ! Gu Laibao felt desolate in his heart. However, after wearing all the clothes, he became an abandoned baby and had to live no matter what. Fortunately, Baby Gu was picked up by the honest Gu family couple. In order to survive, Gu Laibao could only show a toothless smile and try his best to be well-behaved, so that his adoptive parents and family would not abandon him. Sunshine, healthy, talkative, tuberculosis shou x taciturn Orion Gong.  


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This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025