Reincarnated as a peasant girl, Chen Zhiwei beat up the arrogant rich kids and stylishly split from her family with her frail little brother. She planned to farm the land and raise her brother to a comfortable life.
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But in the Dayong Dynasty, girls who didn’t marry by fourteen were forcibly matched by the authorities. When she saw she was about to be paired with a cripple from the neighboring village, she decided to take matters into her own hands—so she went up the mountain and picked up a bloodied, clueless man as a “stand-in husband.”
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The simpleton husband was obedient and strong, though his appetite was terrifying.
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Chen Zhiwei rolled up her sleeves. “No problem, Sister has the space spring; we can handle it!”
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Life began to flourish. Even as the simpleton devoured her spirit-spring vegetables, his eyes grew clearer day by day.
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Until one day, a troop of black-armored cavalry stormed into the village. They knelt in unison before her “simpleton husband.”
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“Greetings, the Regent!”
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Chen Zhiwei’s spatula slipped from her hand with a clang.
