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The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The Bulwark Duke’s residence had fallen. On the day of the duke’s son’s wedding, all men in the family were imprisoned. In just three days, the patriarch and duke died. What was originally a joyful occasion became a depressing funeral. Shen Yijia had transmigrated as the unfortunate bride. By the time her husband was sent back home to her, he was crippled and heavily injured. Everyone said that this fallen family would never recover. Shen Yijia possessed a spirit liquid that helped her bring her husband back from the brink of death. When Song Jingchen woke up, he advised her to marry someone else instead. Shen Yijia stared at his handsome face and shook her head. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you.” On the way back to their hometown, they encountered bandits and even suicide warriors who tried to assassinate them at all costs. Shen Yijia patted her chest and vowed to her beautiful husband, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” However, nosy people kept nagging at her, saying that a wife should be knowledgeable, reasonable, and virtuous. Was she supposed to help her husband pick out a concubine too? Shen Yijia was annoyed. As a modern woman, she couldn’t possibly get her husband a concubine! Her husband belonged to her alone! For the sake of earning money, she hunted in the mountains, battled scum, and took in disciples. Eventually, Shen Yijia’s life became smooth sailing. - Many years later, they returned to the capital. Everyone assumed that Song Jingchen disliked having such a violent wife, and would soon divorce her to remarry. The young noblewomen rubbed their hands together in glee, waiting for Shen Yijia to leave so they could take her place. But as they waited and waited, they saw the Song Jingchen gently hold Shen Yijia’s hands right after the latter had beaten someone up. Song Jingchen asked worriedly, “Does it hurt?” [1v1 sweet love. A doting yet violent female lead vs a jealous two-faced male lead]

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998 Chs

Fan Mingyuan's Realization

Editor: Atlas Studios

In the living room, the man who called himself the Chicken King was wearing a mask and sitting on an armchair with his legs crossed. When he saw Fan Mingyuan enter, he stood up casually and cupped his hands at him. "County Magistrate."

Fan Mingyuan hated such unruly people the most. He frowned slightly. His trust in this person's words was greatly reduced.

However, because he was a gentleman, he did not chase the person away immediately. He nodded and asked, "Chicken King?"

He should have known. Someone with such a name could not possibly be a well-behaved person.

"That's me." The Chicken King sat back in his chair and took a sip from his teacup.

Fan Mingyuan frowned and walked to the main seat. "I heard that you have something to tell me. What is it?"

"Well…" The Chicken King glanced at Teacher Ma, who had followed Fan Mingyuan in, and hesitated.