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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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Jiajia Hit Someone Again

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Fortunately, she was still breathing.

She worked up the courage to touch Mo Yuan's face again. It was warm and smooth.

Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief and sat up straight again. She pointed at Mo Yuan's face with a strange expression. "What happened to your face?"

Why did she have to make a face to scare people?

Mo Yuan froze. She suppressed the smile on her face and said awkwardly, "Thirty Thousand told me I had to smile often. That way, Miss will be in a good mood."

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment. If she didn't hear the last sentence, she would definitely laugh at Mo Yuan.

But now, she felt a warmth in her heart. Regardless of whether she was the person Mo Yuan was looking for, Mo Yuan was certain that she was the one.

She stopped smiling and said solemnly, "Mo Yuan, you don't have to force yourself or change yourself to suit anyone. You just have to do what you like."