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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
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998 Chs

Enemy Attack (1)

Editor: Atlas Studios

Apart from the corpses of the soldiers who had been confirmed to be dead, the remaining 50,000 rebels were also burned. As many as 70,000 people were seriously injured and knocked unconscious by the black-robed men.

The 70,000 people had all become killing machines overnight. When the other soldiers were caught off guard, the military camp instantly fell into chaos.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers fell.

"Tang Ming, wake up. I'm Sun Hao!" Sun Hao grabbed Tang Ming's hand tightly and roared with red eyes.

A hint of struggle appeared in Tang Ming's eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. He threw Sun Hao away.

"How did this brat become so strong?" Sun Hao was surprised for a moment. Seeing that Tang Ming was about to attack him again, he did not have time to think and quickly rolled to the side.