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Beneficial Union: Chasing A Rogue Wife

Author: denthoughts
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Without even a name in her past life, she managed to escape her lifelong imprisonment and transmigrated to the wasted body of a noble’s daughter. Does she mind? No! As long she can fulfill her greatest desires; freedom, treasures, and food. Crawling out from the abyss to claim her freedom, snatching treasures to her heart’s desire; To get what she wants, she has no choice but to grab ahold of the chance to take a wealthy husband. Will she be able to control him? Or will he control her? Husband: Afraid? Are you thinking of backing out after agreeing to the bet? Wife: Who’s afraid?! I will empty your treasury! Husband: Oh? You just need to warm my bed every night and the treasury will be yours... Wife:..... (considering the offer) ................................... Author's note: Disclaimer: Ongoing editing Thank you so much for checking out my story. This can be a long one so I am trying to update more than 2 chapters daily, though anything more is a bonus. This is also a stand-alone story and the first book of a series, so rest assured, there will an ending. :-) Sorry in advance as well for some grammar issues. Still working on editing. Constructive and reasonable feedback and suggestions are fine too. Hope you guys enjoy! :-)

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Chapter 1Accident

"Madam! Madam!" the servant's frantic voice resounded in the entire Gao Manor. She was running as fast as she could towards the lotus pavilion where the Lady of the manor lived.

Under normal circumstances, the servant would have been punished for being disruptive, but Gao Chu didn't care about that at the moment. 'The Young Miss is more important!' she thought.

She was one of the servants that was freed from slavery and was bestowed with the house hold family name by her master's grace.

Because of this Gao Chu vowed to serve her Young Miss all her life and if something ever happened to her master, she did not know what to do!

"What happened? Quickly tell me!" Li Mao was worried when she saw her daughter's personal servant, Gao Chu, running and shouting in panic. As the madam of the Gao Family, she was aware that the only time the servants dared to break the rules was when there was an emergency. 

"Madam! The miss had an accident! Please follow me quickly!" Gao Chu's face was pale. Her voice sounded worried and panicked while her lungs were out of breath. After reporting to the madam about what had happened, Gao Chu did not waste any more time as she ran back towards the main gate.

Li Mao quickly followed. As she did so, no one knew how many times she had begged Buddha to keep her only child safe.

When she reached the main gate, she saw a guard carrying her unconscious daughter in his arms while a physician was checking her pulse. "Bring her in immediately!" Physician Mo ordered.

Li Mao heard the doctor's voice clearly. She had not seen her daughter's condition yet. However, with the doctor's tone, laced with urgency, she was certain that something bad had happened to her.

"What happened? How is my daughter?" She asked, but the doctor was hurrying to the room so she was ignored. All she could do was follow them inside where her daughter would be treated. 

Upon entering, Li Mao was shocked to see her daughter covered in blood from her beautiful face to her shoes. She was trying to be calm before but now she couldn't stop the tears that fell from her eyes. There were multiple wounds that looked like claw marks all over her body. Her normally pristine white robes were torn apart and soaked in blood, which showed some of her fair jade-like skin.

"Physician Mo, how is she? She will be fine, right?" she asked. 'She needs to be fine!' was what she really wanted to say, but Madam Gao swallowed those words back. It didn't matter to Li Mao whether her daughter got scarred or not as long as she was alive!

Physician Mo looked at Gao Lan Mei gravely. He wanted to assure Madam Gao that everything would be fine. However, there were limits to what he could do.

If the young miss had been a cultivator, she would have been able to heal herself slowly. That was 'if', but unfortunately, she was not. The entire Shizi empire knew that the only child of the Left Minister was a waste.

"Madam, we need the blood replenishing pill to save the young miss. Right now, her blood loss is too much. I have stopped the bleeding for now, but it will not be enough. I will continue feeding her medicine but it will only be a temporary solution," the doctor stated with disappointment. He was feeling incompetent for not being able to completely treat the Gao Family's only daughter. 

"What?!" Li Mao could not stop herself. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. "Please Physician Mo, do everything that you can." She said helplessly as she reached for her daughter's hands that were also covered in blood. 

The doctor did not respond anymore. At that moment, all he could do was just write a list of herbs for the servant to collect.

Li Mao felt faint after thinking about what Physician Mo said. Where was she going to get a blood replenishing pill? It was a rare pill that could only be taken by nobles. The royal family even limited the availability of these pills. Aside from that, it was also very expensive.

Even though Gao Lan Mei was the Gao couple's only child, she was still branded as trash which elicited scorn from others.

Those hypocrites did not show blatant hostility to her daughter, but Li Mao and her husband had recognized the discrimination in their eyes when they looked at their daughter. They were just giving face to the Minister's family. Those people might not allow them to get a pill if they learned that it was for Gao Lan Mei. They would surely feel that it would be a waste.

"The master! Did someone tell the master about this?! Quickly go tell him!" Li Mao exclaimed thinking that her husband might have a solution.

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Volume 0 :Auxiliary Volume
Volume 1 :Arrival in the Mortal Domain