Li Miaomiao had transmigrated into the body of the original owner—a woman who, after being abandoned by her groom, had gone mad and insisted on marrying Xiao Xian, a guest who had only come to drink at the wedding. The next day, she had demanded to go back and become a concubine for the groom who left her, only to fall into a river and die.
The guests all mocked Xiao Xian. They saw him as a crippled waste of a man—aside from his peerless, handsome face, he had nothing to his name, living in a house with bare walls. They laughed that he couldn’t even keep a woman who had been discarded by someone else. Everyone waited for the moment she would wake up and start driving Xiao Xian mad with her torment.
To everyone’s surprise, she picked up a toolbox instead, turning into a little carpenter. She began to pamper and dote on that gentle, crippled husband of hers.
Li Miaomiao thought to herself that being a carpenter wasn’t half bad—she could travel from street to alley, and perhaps even run into a husband… who could seal a man’s throat with a single strike of his sword?
She immediately turned to run, but was promptly hoisted onto a shoulder and carried back home.
After a night of tossing and turning, she heard him chuckle and ask, “Wife, my legs…”
