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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

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Little Jiajia did not know that the fabric she had given away had caused so much trouble in the Yuan family. She did not think much of it when she was in Great Xia. The closer she got to home, the more she missed her parents. If not for the fact that she did not have wings, she would have flown back.

In the Lord Jing'an's residence, the servants were hanging red lanterns everywhere and pasting window flowers and couplets.

It should have been a festive and lively scene, but everyone was listless.

It was New Year's Eve tomorrow, but their princess had yet to return.

In the past, the princess would have led them to paste the couplets she wrote. To be honest, it did not look good.

However, everyone liked it. Even the Longevity Palace asked for one or two sets every year.

After pasting the couplets, the princess would also take out the prizes from her private stash and lead everyone to play cuju, pitch-pot, money, and archery in the courtyard.