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

The woman walking at the front was like a Heaven Immortal. Who else could it be but her mother?

Little Jiajia's eyes lit up. She stuffed the box in her arms into Mo Yuan's hand and rushed forward like a cannonball. "Mother, I missed you so much!"

Ji Luo's expression didn't change. She turned around and dodged to the side.

Little Jiajia was shocked and couldn't stop in time. Not only did she miss, but she also pressed down on a group of maidservants.

The maidservants thought to themselves, "As expected, the princess is cuter in our memories."

Meeting the resentful gazes of the group of maidservants, Little Jiajia got up awkwardly and patted the nonexistent dust off her body. She looked angrily at her mother, who was watching the show from the side. "Mother…"

Ji Luo reached out and tapped Little Jiajia's forehead twice. "You actually came back."

Side Story Ends (2)