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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

Secret Room

Editor: Atlas Studios

The cave was as tall as an adult man and was wide enough for about three to four people. It extended all the way into the mountain.

There were obvious signs of man-made excavation on the walls of the cave. It was dark inside, and there was no end to it. From afar, it looked like a huge abyss that could swallow someone at any moment.

Shen Yijia held a matchstick in her hand and let Song Jingchen pull her along. At first, the two of them walked carefully, afraid that there were some hidden mechanisms inside.

However, after walking for half an hour, nothing unexpected happened.

In front of the two of them was a stone door. There were candlesticks on both sides of the stone door. The candlesticks were covered in a thick layer of dust. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

It took Shen Yijia a while to light the candles on it, and the surroundings lit up.