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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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155 Chs

Treasure in the Storage Bag

Editor: Atlas Studios

After a moment of silence.

Luo Qingzhou picked up the last stick of candied hawthorn from the windowsill and walked out of the house.

It was just a stick of candied hawthorn. He could buy it for Xiao Die next time.

He walked under the pear tree and handed the candied hawthorn in his hand to the cold girl.

"Hmph!"

The girl snorted coldly and turned her face to look elsewhere.

The sword was still in her arms. Her sharp chin was slightly raised, and she stared unblinkingly elsewhere. Her pretty face was still as cold as ice.

She was like an exquisite ice sculpture.

A breeze blew past, lifting a strand of the girl's hair and stirring up her fragrance.

It was faint and sweet.

It was very unique.

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to continue staring. He retracted his gaze and was about to leave with the candied hawthorn when a familiar coldness suddenly enveloped his entire body again.