Guan Jin had been married to a man from the Chi family for three years without bearing a child. Then her husband brought home a stunningly beautiful woman from Lingnan. The woman was quite brazen, but also rather pitiful. Guan Jin thought that having a companion in the household wasn’t such a bad thing.
But the woman wanted more than her husband’s affection.
That night, the concubine came to Guan Jin’s side. Her alluring fox eyes fixed on her, and her androgynous voice brushed against Guan Jin’s ear:
“Why should you care about such a foolish man, Sister? I can give you passion and pleasure just as well...”
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Qiu Yi was an assassin who knew nothing of love. When he saw his target, he was exasperated. What a fool, mistaking him for a woman!
But his wife was something else. She always stirred his heart.
Her husband never treated her well and kept making her unhappy.
If that was the case, then he would take care of her instead.
Later, the young Marquis of Guangping died unexpectedly.
At the funeral hall, Guan Jin rested a hand on her pregnant belly and wept in grief.
Behind the hall, Qiu Yi gently wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Sister, has the baby been good today?”
