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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]

Tiny Little Small Bottle · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
998 Chs

Ceremony (3)

Editor: Atlas Studios

South Wind took out the hoe he had prepared from the carriage.

Including Fan Mingyuan and Mo Yuan, the four of them each took one and prepared to create a path up the mountain.

Brother Hao and Sister Huan also ran to help.

It was winter now, and the weeds had withered. It wasn't difficult to clean them up, but Song Jingchen's back was already injured, and he had to bend down to do this kind of work. After a while, there was a faint trace of blood on his back.

Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks and got into the carriage to pour a glass of hot water. When no one saw her, she dripped a drop of spiritual liquid into it.

She had used one drop during the emperor's blessing ceremony. In order to save One Dot, she had used another drop. This was the last drop of spiritual liquid she had saved.

Fortunately, Fan Mingyuan's body had almost recovered. She didn't have to drip any more spiritual liquid into the well. She could save it up in the future.