WenQing

Shen Hua, the daughter of the Shen family that ran an embroidery business in Fengzhou, was pampered since she was a child. She had a pretty face and smooth, fair skin. Unfortunately, her body was weak, and she'd run out of breath after walking merely a few steps. She didn't have very long to live.

The Shen family gradually faced its downfall, and her wedding was delayed again and again.

Cui Yun, the eldest son of the Cui family, was a noble and stern man. He was entrusted to look after Shen Hua. Why not just marry her? He thought.

Since Shen Hua reincarnated, she had focused all her attention on the embroidery business. She hoped to change her life and regain her former glory.

When she heard about Cui Yun's decision to marry her, she fainted on the spot.

After waking up, she turned him down with tears in her eyes. "I don't have very long to live. I don't want to waste your time."

Cui Yun was very considerate. "It's not a big deal. I know you feel touched, but there's no need to cry. Since you already depend on the Cui family, you might as well just become part of us. After you die from your sickness, I'll even hold a grand funeral for you."

Shen Hua felt hopeless. But I'm only pretending to be sick!
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Cui Yun had many younger female cousins.

Many of them had confessed their feelings for him, but he turned all of them down nonchalantly.

"It's getting late. Please look after yourself."

Shen Hua had never met such a clueless man when it came to romance.

One night, while she was on her way home, she took a shortcut and passed by the Cui family's courtyard. Cui Yun stopped her.

He was standing near the entrance, and his sleeves danced to the wind.

"It's cold outside. Would you like to come in and stay for a while?"

Have You Written Your Will Today?

Having achieved her goal, Shen Hua contentedly withdrew her gaze, not bothering to further look at Zhou Zhizhi's stiff expression.


She held herself with noble and aloof elegance, standing tall.


The earlier mink coat, stained, had already been sent off for cleaning, and now she wore a thick, pot-grey fur cloak.


Though not as luxurious as mink, the fur was still incredibly valuable. Yet Shen Hua always found it ugly and had stashed it at the bottom of her chest, this being the first time she wore it.


Ji Qing had appeared at some point by the stairway of the corridor, gesturing for Shen Hua to proceed.


"The Marquis has sent for you, and I am here to guide you."


His appearance did not surprise Shen Hua. She pressed her lips, thinking that if Cui Yun didn't come looking for her, she too would need to settle matters clearly with him.


Hoping henceforth dust would return to dust, paths would go their separate ways. There was no need to keep things unclear.


Chapter 38: It's Not Yet to the Point Where I'm Indispensable