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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

Pounce

Editor: Atlas Studios

After a long time, Song Jingchen said, "Be careful."

Shen Yijia was confused. "What?"

Song Jingchen lowered his eyelids, making it impossible to see his expression. His voice sounded normal as he said, "Grandfather gave me the name 'Shenzhi' before he died. You can call me that in the future."

Shen Yijia blinked and asked casually, "Isn't hubby nice?"

Without waiting for Song Jingchen to answer, she cheered up again. "But Shenzhi sounds good. Then I'll call you Shenzhi in the future."

"Yes!"

"Shenzhi!"

"Yes!"

"Shenzhi!"

"I'm here!"

"Shenzhi…" Shen Yijia deliberately dragged out the last word. After shouting, she laughed out loud.

Song Jingchen said nothing.

There was a feeling of shooting himself in the foot. He probably didn't want to hear those words again anytime soon…

After passing another town, they had an additional set of the Four Treasures of the Study and a few young children's enrichment books in their carriage.

The car was bumpy and not suitable for writing.

Song Jingchen decided to teach her how to read first.

Starting from the Three Character Classic, Song Jingchen would read the words aloud, then Shen Yijia would repeat after him.

Song Jingchen's voice was low and attractive. Just like Song Jingchen himself, it made people easily intoxicated.

The two of them continued this way. Slowly, Shen Yijia's voice became softer and softer until it could be ignored.

Song Jingchen felt a weight on him as Shen Yijia's head slumped onto his shoulder.

Song Jingchen was slightly stunned. He turned his head and saw that Shen Yijia's eyes were closed under her curled eyelashes. She was still muttering the words he read to her under her breath, "If the jade is not cut, it is useless. If a person doesn't learn, he won't know loyalty…"

This was the first time Song Jingchen had looked at Shen Yijia so closely. Perhaps it was because she had eaten too well recently, but Shen Yijia had some baby fat on her face.

She didn't look like her usual lively self, nor did she look as fierce as she did whenever she fought.

At this moment, she was quiet and unusually docile. Anyone would want to protect her under their wings.

With such looks, who would have thought that she had the ability to send a grown man flying with a single punch?

He didn't know where that strength came from.

Song Jingchen shook his head and called back his thoughts. He reached out to wake her up.

As soon as his hand touched Shen Yijia's forehead, he stopped.

The skin he felt on his fingertips was as smooth as jade. He retracted her hand as if he had been scalded.

But that warmth seemed to linger.

Song Jingchen rubbed his eyebrows and picked up the blanket beside him as if he had accepted his fate. He gently covered Shen Yijia with it.

Then, he leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Naturally, no one saw the touching scene in the carriage…

Shen Yijia was awakened by a thunderclap.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Jingchen gently covering her ears with his hands…

He seemed to be afraid that he would wake her up if he used too much strength.

Shen Yijia was speechless.

After pausing for five seconds, she pounced into Song Jingchen's arms, her small body trembling exceptionally hard.

"Shenzhi, I'm scared! Boohoo!"

That's how it was written in novels. Heavy rain, thunder, as well as a man and a woman alone in a room. The heroine pounces on the hero.

Wow, the timing was perfect! Shen Yijia was overjoyed and her body trembled even more.

Song Jingchen was speechless. "Shouldn't you at least suppress your smile before saying that?" he thought to himself.

This girl wore her heart on her sleeve. If she was really placed by his side as a spy, the person who assigned her must've been too lenient!

The body in his arms felt weak. He knew that she was just acting, but Song Jingchen didn't push her away.

He stiffened up.

Only when another thunderclap sounded did Song Jingchen wake up.

He grabbed Shen Yijia's shoulders and pushed her out of his embrace.

Shen Yijia pursed her lips, looking at him like he was a heartless jerk.