Cherry Blossoms Falling

The village girl who was close to death from illness was about to marry, and her suitor was a strong and hearty hunter.
Having time-traveled to a poor and backward mountain village, she had resigned herself to the lack of three square meals a day, but was her new body already halfway into the grave? What's more curious was that someone still wanted to marry her despite being on her deathbed?
Driven by curiosity, she went ahead with the marriage, eager to see who the unlucky sap was who'd lose his betrothal gifts and even the coffin money.
Cradled in his arms, her body was thin as a rake, and she really wanted to ask him, "Husband, does holding me hurt your hands?"

The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

In the split second of lightning and flint, Gu Youyou's mind had spun several circles in the blankness.


Jin Zijin cannot die! She did not want to see him die before her eyes. Suddenly, she felt that if she was destined to be captured and fed poison, it might be better to die clean.


She smiled bitterly in self-mockery, then looked up again with a cold laugh, glaring at the man in black. Facing the Cold Light Frost Sword in the man's hands, there was no trace of fear in her pale face—only a resolute acceptance of death.


Before it was fake, this time it was real.


Gu Youyou suddenly felt so tired, truly tired, tired of guessing, tired of living.


She didn't even know who she was, yet so many people were fighting over her.


Jin Zijin, what are you fighting for? To have children? If you can't even walk, what's the use of struggling? Why not just agree to his demands and let him take you? At least you'd still be alive, right?


Chapter 231: The Onset of the Flame Poison