On the night of the wedding, my husband died. Xie Qingqing, a newly widowed woman, knelt in front of the soul dressed in plain clothes, but clutched a remarriage list in her hand.
Before the first seven days were over, the powerful brother-in-law Lu Zhao kicked open her door and grabbed her household registration: "Sister-in-law, the widow of the Lu family, how can you let you leave just as you say?"
He thought she was a dodder who clung to a high family, but he didn't know that the reason she married into the Lu family was to find out the blood feud between the Xie family.
She meekly lowered her head and said, "That's what Fourth Uncle taught me." She turned around and poured the poisonous incense into his teacup.
He drank the poisonous tea, pinched her chin and sneered: "It's spicy enough to be my Lu Zhao's sister-in-law."
No one knew that he stayed in her outer courtyard every night, called to monitor, but actually to protect her.
She investigates the case step by step, and he presses forward with the knife step by step; she poisons her carefully, but he is willing to test the medicine.
Until that day, he blocked a fatal arrow for her and fell into her arms covered in blood, his breath faintly sticking to her ear:
"Thank you, Qingqing. My brother asked me to protect you for three years... But now, I just want to protect you for the rest of my life."
Core tags: #plunder #two-way redemption #sister-in-law literature #Marriage first, love later #Revenge through intrigues
