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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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Courting Death

Editor: Atlas Studios

The commoners who were left behind could not help but worry when they saw this scene. It was not until they saw Xuanyuan Qi alight from the carriage to be examined that everyone was slightly relieved.

Since the emperor of a country followed the procedures, the others naturally had to follow. Empress Dowager Zhou was helped out of the carriage by Nanny Gao and Xuanyuan Ye.

When she walked up to Ji Luo, Empress Dowager Zhou paused and reached out with a complicated expression.

Ji Luo didn't even look up. She took out a handkerchief and prepared to cover her wrist. Xuanyuan Ye took out her handkerchief and covered it first. When she met Ji Luo's gaze, she explained, "I think many people have used Madam's handkerchief before."

Ji Luo reached out to check Empress Dowager Zhou's pulse nonchalantly and said indifferently, "Indeed, the emperor used it just now."

"What's wrong? If the emperor can use it, why can't Empress Dowager Zhou use it?" she thought.