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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]

Tiny Little Small Bottle · 综合
分數不夠
998 Chs

Angering Meng Linyan to Death

編輯: Atlas Studios

When Auntie Liao finished dressing Shen Yijia, Meng Linyan had been sitting in the reception pavilion for half an hour.

Hearing the commotion, she subconsciously turned around.

A woman in green walked in against the light. Her smooth and fair face was still a little tender, like an immortal who had accidentally entered the mortal world.

Meng Linyan's looks were also top-notch at Nanling Pass. She had made ample preparations before coming.

She knew that because she had been practicing martial arts with her father and brother all year round, her skin was not as fair as the women in Chang'an. Today, she specially asked Yue Zhu to put on makeup for her and even changed into women's clothes that she rarely had the chance to wear.

However, when she saw Shen Yijia, she suddenly felt that everything she did was a joke.

The other party had yet to put on any makeup and did not need to do anything.