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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

First Encounter with An Xiu'er

編集者: Atlas Studios

It was a man and a woman. The man looked to be about the same age as Song Jingchen. He was fishing with a bamboo basket.

The woman was squatting by the river and washing clothes. Her back was facing the trio. From the looks of it, she had a small frame.

"Sister-in-law, it's Sister Xiu'er!" Sister Huan tugged at Shen Yijia's hand and whispered.

Shen Yijia looked down at Sister Huan curiously. If she remembered correctly, this girl had only come yesterday like her.

How did she know this person?

Sister Huan was a little embarrassed by Shen Yijia's gaze and explained, "Sister Xiu'er lives in the house next door to ours. She was the one who sent the pickled vegetables we ate in the morning. You were still asleep at that time, so you don't know her!"

"Oh…" Shen Yijia suddenly understood.

The two people by the river also noticed Shen Yijia and the children.

The woman called Sister Xiu'er turned around and smiled when she saw who it was.