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?

But within the Shen Residence, relying solely on Yicui was far from the mere nightmare it seemed. For her, every day and night was an agonizing ordeal.


The hand beneath her sleeve tightened more and more. Yet the air seemed to grow thin as Shen Hua struggled to breathe.


The young lady's face, appearing from the side, was as white as paper, and pain flickered in her eyes. Before anyone could react, a bright red streak flowed down from the corner of her mouth.


Drip by drip, it fell upon the hem of her clothing, blooming into a series of blood flowers.


Her throat, mouth, and the tip of her nose were all laced with a sweet, metallic taste.


"Miss Shen!" Everyone was shocked and discolored in horror.


Yicui shivered, feeling cold all over. In the chaos, someone cried out, "Go! Hurry and fetch a doctor!"


Cheng Gui turned and dashed out immediately.


Chapter 59 In this world, good people die young