When I woke up, I was dressed as a miserable country girl who was about to be sold in a period novel.
My father is cowardly, my stepmother is vicious, my brother is arrogant, and the whole village is waiting to see my miserable end.
Fortunately, an "enemy" officer came to my door - he only wanted a beautiful and docile wife, and he would spend money to help me sever the relationship.
I pretended to be good on the outside, but I was ecstatic inside: It was finally my turn to be blessed with such incredible wealth!
After getting married, I wanted to continue pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, but my husband, an officer, was very energetic and played every night, which was too much for my small body.
I held my waist to protest: "Three chapters of the agreement! I want to rest!"
But the man chuckled and hugged me tighter: "Can't you pretend anymore? My little tiger."
Later, he actually wanted to leave me and join the army?
I stood up and said, "You dare to make me a widow? Believe it or not, I will change you tomorrow?"
He directly carried me to bed: "It seems that you are not working hard enough for your husband, so you still have thoughts about others."
