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Something's Wrong With My Wife

Upon waking up, Luo Qingzhou became a lowly son of the Luo family, the ruling family of the Great Yan Empire. In order to help the second son of the Luo family break off his engagement, Luo Qingzhou was forced to marry a bride who was said to be mute and expressionless. It was not until after the wedding ceremony that he suddenly realized, "Something is wrong with my wife!" Not only was his wife strange, but even the two maidservants by her side and the other people in the Qin residence were also peculiar! The head maidservant was sweet and charming, with a voice as melodious as a lark. The junior maidservant was as cold as ice and had a heavy killing intent, ready to strike at any moment. The younger sister-in-law was talented and delicate, beautiful, and fragile. The cousin was proud and overbearing, wielding her whip with deadly precision. The father-in-law had a serious face but liked to curse behind closed doors. The mother-in-law was beautiful but often rolled her eyes. The second brother was solely focused on martial arts, claiming to bring glory to the family. As for Luo Qingzhou, all he wanted was to be a humble son-in-law, quietly and secretly dominating the world...

Cicada Knows Summer · Urban
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The Grand Princess Will Like This Poem!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the courtyard, snowflakes danced.

A tall girl in a light purple dress was holding a whip and standing in the courtyard with a smug expression. There was a broken tree branch on the floor.

Song Ruyue and her daughter, who was dressed in the snow-white fox fur coat, stood under the eaves and watched while surrounded by their maidservants and grannies.

Song Ruyue smiled and said, "You're really amazing, Meijiao. You're not inferior to any man at all!"

The other maidservants also echoed and praised her.

However, when Luo Qingzhou stepped into the courtyard, these voices suddenly stopped.

When Nangong Meijiao saw him, the smugness on her face instantly turned into cold arrogance. She put away the whip and got back under the eaves.

The smile on Song Ruyue's face turned cold.

Only the weak girl supported by Qiu'er under the roof was still smiling, and she was staring at him with a gentle gaze.