War of Resistance: Is My New Husband a Secret Agent? So Am I

[Republican Era + Espionage + Two Powerful Leads + Secret Identity + Sweet Romance + Political Intrigue + Period Setting + High Intelligence]

The day Shen Qingqiu married into the Pei family, she strapped a silenced pistol to her thigh and planned to drug the groom that very night so she could carry out a deadly assignment.

But she never imagined that her sickly husband, who sat in a wheelchair coughing blood and struggling to breathe, and was said to have no chance of living past the end of the year, would have gun calluses on his hands, the smell of gunpowder beneath his shirt, and a wheelchair weighing fifteen pounds more than a standard one.

By day, she played the greedy, pampered wife, while he acted like a useless young master. They were both masters of putting on an act.

By night, she climbed out the window to kill, while he secretly sent telegrams from his study. They were both masters of keeping secrets.

Even more outrageous, they crossed paths three times at missions with their faces covered, trading blows and drawing blood, yet failed to recognize that the person beside them in bed was their opponent.

Then, one day, the Special Higher Police Headquarters building exploded. She hitched up her skirt and climbed out a window through the flames, only to run straight into a masked man with long legs who moved as if he could run.

They raised their guns at the same time, and both noticed the identical wedding watches on each other's wrists.

Shen Qingqiu gritted her teeth. "I thought you were paralyzed?"

Pei Yanchi chuckled, using his gun barrel to lift her chin. "Mrs. Pei, isn't the slit in your qipao a little too high?"