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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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Robbing Shangguan Han

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Mo Yuan said, "Miss said to prepare a full banquet."

What she meant was that if Thirty Thousand didn't eat it, no one else would.

Thirty Thousand understood. His eyes widened in fear. "When did Young Madam say that?"

He was very sure that he had been present the entire time and did not miss a word.

Mo Yuan remained silent. It was fine as long as she understood.

Seeing her like this, Thirty Thousand suddenly stood up and was about to leave when someone grabbed his shoulder.

He subconsciously grabbed the hand and turned around to retaliate.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuan retracted her hand even faster and swept him to the ground.

"You…" Thirty Thousand did not expect this person to be so skilled. He felt that his waist was about to break.

Mo Yuan said, "You're not allowed to leave until you're done eating."

Thirty Thousand's face turned red. "Who said I'm not eating? Can't I find a food box to pack up and eat slowly?"