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

"No, he was always waiting for me." Madam suddenly stood up, shouting loudly, "Where did you bury him? How did he die? He must have mentioned me to you before he died, right? Why didn't he tell you the truth about those things back then?"


Madam was visibly agitated, her words somewhat incoherent.


"He never mentioned you," Jin Ziyuan said coldly.


He raised his head, a tear glistening as it fell down his cheek, saying, "My father had no tongue, he could never speak of you."


"You... what are you saying?" Madam fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, clutching at Jin Ziyuan's hem, "Why didn't he have a tongue? Where have you all been all these years?"


"I think it's better not to ask," Jin Ziyuan said as he pushed Madam's hand away.


"Go back to your Xining, be the favorite concubine of the Prince of Xining."


Jin Ziyuan then left Madam's room and fled southward.


A moment later, someone came out of another room in the inn.


Chapter 860: He Has No Tongue