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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

Sealing the City Gate (3)

編集者: Atlas Studios

Shangguan Yu clearly remembered the past. His lowered eyelashes trembled and he said hoarsely, "The longevity noodles Mother cooked are the best in the world. I naturally have to finish them."

Song Li smiled. "It's good that you like it. I'll make it for you next year."

Shangguan Yu tightened his grip and suddenly stood up.

Song Li was stunned.

Shangguan Yu composed himself and took out a small round porcelain box from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is the jade congealing ointment I found outside the palace. It's good for frostbite. Mother, remember to apply it every day."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Li's hand. Apart from the burn on the back of her hand, her index finger was also very red and swollen.

The first time he had an advanced fever when he was young, Song Li wanted to lower his temperature, but she was afraid that the ice would freeze him, so she covered the ice with her hand and placed her cold hand on his forehead.