Bandits raided the village, but my husband, the militia captain, took every militiaman into town to see a movie with his first love.
The village chief told me to go bring my husband back, but I refused outright.
In my previous life, I was pregnant and rode a fast horse along a country path into town, dragging my husband out of the cinema to save the entire village.
But my husband's first love was defiled by several bandits who escaped, then left in the woods to be eaten by wolves.
My husband hunted down those bandits and locked himself in his room for three days and nights.
After he came out, he never mentioned it again.
Then the county recognized me for my bravery and had me take over my first love's position as director of women's affairs.
On the day I gave birth, my husband dragged my weakened body into the woods.
He broke my legs, cut open my belly, and let the beasts eat my entrails.
"You conspired with the bandits for your own selfish reasons and got her killed!"
"Since you like imitating her so much, I'll make sure you die just like she did."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the bandits raided the village.
This time, he wanted to protect his first love, so I let him.
