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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...

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She Has Fainted

Translator: Atlas Studios Éditeur: Atlas Studios

In the evening.

Qin Weimo had already finished three paintings.

Luo Qingzhou was grinding ink at the side. He watched seriously as she waved her hand. With just a few strokes, she outlined the character's scenery vividly. He could not help but praise her in his heart.

Second Young Miss Qin was indeed multi-talented.

After Qin Weimo finished applying the last stroke, she put down the brush and looked up at him with a smile. "Brother-in-law, are you secretly thinking, 'Second Young Miss is indeed multi-talented.'?"

Luo Qingzhou was rendered speechless.

"She can listen to others' thoughts too?" he wondered.

Qin Weimo covered her mouth and chuckled. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, and her expression was charming.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and gently opened the window to take a look outside.

The snowstorm continued.

A chill assaulted him.