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

This mad idea, once born, grew crazily in her heart like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.


As long as she died, nobody would know, the child in her belly would still be the Gu Family's precious great-grandson, and she would continue to live as the Empress Dowager.


The startled carriage, the sparsely populated mountain road, she had both time and place in her favor, all that was lacking was for her to give her a push, it was the will of heaven.


Heaven could not bear to see her meet her demise; the child she carried was not ordinary, this was the opportunity heaven had bestowed upon her.


She should comply with the will of heaven.


"Hahaha..." Lei Qianqian let out a piercing, crazed laugh, as though she had lost her mind.


Old Madam Huang was taken aback, full of anger and about to turn around and slap her, but unexpectedly, the moment she turned her face, she saw Lei Qianqian's ghastly face like that of a soul-stealing ghost.


Chapter 267: Dead or Not?