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Young Master's Fierce Wife

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

Qian Youde With Other Intentions

Editor: Atlas Studios

The winter in the north was cold to begin with, and the curtain of the carriage fluttered.

Zhou Qing seemed to read his mind. He said, "I'll go out and take a look." Then, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

There was no one else in the carriage. Lord Zhou moved his frozen body and changed his posture. He reached out and rubbed his hands.

He originally thought that Zhou Qing would bring Eunuch Li over. At the very least, he would bring the younger eunuch that followed Eunuch Li around.

Unexpectedly, only one person came back.

Lord Zhou sat back down and glanced at Zhou Qing.

Only then did Zhou Qing stammer, "Eunuch Li said that His Majesty can't lose face. He doesn't mind catching a cold."

He did not dare to say that he had seen the young eunuch wrap the carriage in oil paper when he went over. The carriage was even covered with a thick blanket.