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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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Fortunately, Shen Yijia was strong enough not to fall to the ground.

This scene terrified the abbot and the little monk who led the way.

Shen Yijia rubbed Riceball's body and realized that it was injured. She frowned and said, "Why are you also…"

She paused mid-sentence because she realized that although the wounds on Riceball's body looked serious, they had long stopped bleeding.

Shen Yijia suddenly understood. No wonder Furball's spiritual liquid was gone.

Song Jingchen walked forward worriedly. "Jiajia?"

His words shocked Riceball. Perhaps because it smelled Shen Yijia's aura on Song Jingchen, it immediately retracted its aura. It opened its mouth and bit Shen Yijia's cloak before pulling her towards the wooden house.

As soon as she stepped into the wooden house, the smell of blood assailed her nostrils. From the door, long bloodstains extended all the way to Furball, who was lying on the ground.