Second Young Master Shen, the richest man in the capital, was a living man in a vegetative state. He had been lying in bed for seven years. Old Master Shen had chanced upon a fortune teller who claimed that the daughter of a widow living in the countryside with the surname Wang could bring Second Young Master Shen good fortune. Maybe he might still have a chance to live. 
This widow with the surname Wang was Qu Yue's adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother could not bear to part with her precious daughter, so she coerced Qu Yue to marry into the Shen family. "Your younger sister has a good boyfriend and is currently pregnant. If she marries over, the Shen family will not let us off! We've raised you for so many years, and now we're sending you to be the young lady of a wealthy family. What else do you have to be unsatisfied about?" 
Eventually, Qu Yue became the bride that was supposed to turn the Shen family's misfortune around. She knew that once she was sent to the Shen family, she would become the scapegoat if she could not cure Second Young Master Shen's illness. Everyone was waiting to see this ridiculous superstition fail. Unexpectedly, Second Young Master Shen awakened on the night of their marriage. Even so, there were still people who laughed at how the Second Young Mistress was a country bumpkin. 
The next day, someone revealed that the Second Young Mistress, Qu Yue, had the face of an angel but the body of a succubus. The public continued to lash out at her. "No matter how good looking she is, she's just a flower vase. Second Young Master Shen would never fall for a woman who came from the countryside like her." Despite the rumors, Shen Ting defended her. "My precious wife is my lucky star. Today, all the lights in the streets light up for you, Yue'er."

Curing My Comatose Husband On Our Wedding Night

"Grandpa Gu, how have you been recently?" Qu Yue smiled and looked at Gu Ping. Now that she had removed her disguise, she was already very good-looking. When she smiled, even the sunlight paled in comparison.

Gu Ping looked at Qu Yue's bright smile and thought about her talent in medicine. His lips could not help but curl up and more wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes. He really wanted his grandson to be with Qu Yue.

Actually, Gu Ping felt that his grandson was out of Qu Yue's league, so he never dared to mention this matter.

"I've been doing well recently. My health is very good. I've been busy with the medicinal field recently." As Gu Ping spoke, he brought Qu Yue to the backyard. He smiled lovingly and asked, "How's your grandmother's health?"

Before Qu Yue came to the capital, she had checked her grandma's pulse. As long as her grandma took her medicine on time, there would be no problem.

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