Tiny Little Small Bottle

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.
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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]

Young Master's Fierce Wife

She dug out another piece of jerky from another pouch. "And this is also made by Sister Mo Yuan. Her jerky is the best."

The sweet taste spread in her mouth. Xiao Ruoshui pinched a piece of jerky and muttered, "Forget it, I forgive you."

Little Jiajia covered her mouth and giggled. She untied the two bulging pouches. Just as Xiao Ruoshui thought that she was going to give them to her, she turned around and stuffed the two pouches into Song Jingchen's hand. "Studying takes a lot of brainpower and makes you hungry easily. These are all for you."

Xiao Ruoshui was speechless. What kind of candy was this? It was so sour. She couldn't forgive this. She definitely couldn't forgive this!

"I'm focused on studying. How can I…" Song Jingchen wanted to teach her a lesson with a straight face, but when he met the little girl's eyes that reflected his image, he couldn't say anything harsh. "Forget it, I'll help you keep it for now. I'll return it to you later."

Entering the Palace (2)