Waiting For The Wind

When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . 
Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. 
On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. 
In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. 
Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" 
Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. 
From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. 
Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." 
The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" 
Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." 
The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" 
Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." 
The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

Henyee Translations

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

Henyee

Swoosh! A silver sword beam flashed past. The thin sword body was silent and moved at a shocking speed. In the face of danger, Xie Jiuhan raised his eyebrows and dodged the sword.

The Sword God was not surprised that his attack did not hit. He swung his wrist and a beautiful sword flew towards Xie Jiuhan's throat. In the next second, the forward momentum of the ancient sword came to a halt. Two slender fingers clamped the tip of the sword tightly.

"Old Sword God, your sword technique has regressed!" Xie Jiuhan teased.

The Sword God's expression froze. The surrounding flames shone on his face, making him seem a little down and out. His gaze moved across Xie Jiuhan's body. He wanted to see what this powerful young man looked like.

"Fire, Fire Phoenix's… Eye, you, you are…" Sweat rolled down from his temples. The Sword God's pupils constricted violently. There was a blood-red Phoenix eye tattooed on Xie Jiuhan's right waist.

The Feelings of His Beloved Dying in Front of Him