Pian Fangfang

Meng Qianqian, at the age of 15, married into the Lu Family to bring joy to the elderly matriarch.

On the wedding night, urgent news arrived from the border that her husband had been commanded to go to war. Six months later, he tragically died at the hands of Beiliang soldiers.

Five years later, the husband who had been presumed dead returned, and by his side was an ethereal mute woman named Wan'er.

Lu Lingxiao said that Wan'er was the descendant of a loyal and righteous family, entirely different from her—a merchant girl reeking of copper coins. He claimed Wan'er was a true paragon of noble character.

Lu Lingxiao also said that Wan'er was an eagle soaring in the heavens, while someone like her was nothing more than a fragile flower, unworthy of comparison.

It was not until the land was broken, the city walls fell, and she wielded a Red Tassel Spear to crush countless soldiers that Lu Lingxiao realized he had misjudged her.

She was not a delicate flower confined within the depths of the mansion; she was the fiercest west wind of Yumen Pass.

Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

The onlookers' eyes were practically falling out of their sockets.


Wasn't this the second grand wedding this year in Fengshui Alley?


Are we sure it's not actually a treasure trove of good fortune?


"Li Baoren, are there any houses still for sale in the alley? I want to buy one."


"Hang on, Brother Hu, Brother Zhang, you two don't lack houses. I'm new to the Capital City and am just trying to find a place to settle down…"


Li Baoren explained, "Just that — all the houses here have been bought!"


Granny Feng and Uncle Lei valued their peace and quiet, so Meng Qianqian had bought all the vacant houses to preserve the tranquility of the neighborhood.


Looking back, that decision was absolutely right.


Chapter 371 The Wedding Night Must Be Consummated_3