Shang Wanxing, the daughter of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, kicked her white-eyed wolf fiancé in the street in order to prevent her clan from being deprived of her family!
Turning around, she picked up a beautiful war-damaged young man who was blind, sick and torn from the wind and snow, and took her as her son-in-law.
Her husband, Ah Jin, was cold and gentle, impeccable except for being too clingy and always wanting to trap her in his arms at night.
While Shang Wanxing was pursuing his career and beating up the scumbag, he touched her husband's handsome face and sighed: "Ah Jin, that bitch emperor today is a murderous lunatic. We need to save more money to escape. When one day I rebel and become the empress, I will make you the emperor's husband!"
There was a dark desire for exclusivity in Ah Jin's eyes, but he meekly kissed her fingertips: "Okay, I'll listen to Wanwan."
It wasn't until half a year later that the vassal king conspired to rebel. The scumbag led the rebels and forced Shang Wanxing to a corner: "Your blind good-for-nothing husband ran away long ago. You should die!"
Before he could finish his words, the city tower collapsed.
One hundred thousand mysterious armored cavalry trampled through the long street. The blind husband-in-law, who was originally unable to see the road clearly, wore a black gold dragon robe and held a bloody sword. He walked up to her like a Shura descending into the world.
He chopped off the scumbag's head with one sword, gently wiped the dust off Shang Wanxing's cheeks with his blood-stained fingertips, and smiled sickly and paranoid:
"Wanwan, I will bring this world down as a betrothal gift, and you will make me your royal wife, okay?"
Shang Wanxing: ... Is it too late to take back those words about the dog emperor?
