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?

The setting sun's crimson hue faded, and the twilight came in waves over the overlapping mountains.


Travelers on the road all hastened home, except for the unruly children who were heedless of the evening, fiercely quarreling with great tension.


"My Daddy earns eight taels of silver a month, impressive isn't it!"


"What's there to brag about, my Daddy earns ten taels, more than yours. He hands it all over to my Mama, and she even bought me new clothes with it."


"Stop arguing, stop arguing. My Daddy has five concubines, does your daddy have any?"


Horse hooves gradually sounded from beyond the path, and looking into the distance, one could see a figure on horseback, dashing and valiant, with sleeves billowing in the wind.


Cui Yun stopped at Marquis Yangling Mansion, dismounted his horse, tossed the reins to the guard in front, then ascended the steps towards the main courtyard.


Chapter 44 It doesn't matter, I don't care about this