The Sweet, Airheaded Beauty and the Rugged General Who Blushed

Farming life × Rugged general × Sweet, scatterbrained girl × Mutual salvation × Tension pushed to the limit × Passion × Sweet romance × Both virgins No one is reborn, and there are no golden fingers. Shen Ying thinks all the bad luck in her life can be traced back to Chi Yuan. When they were children, she spoke carelessly and indirectly caused his mother’s death. Years later, she was sold into a brothel, where she ran into him after he had become a general. Not only did he refuse to save her, he struck a cruel blow with his words, driving her to jump into a river and flee. An old doctor rescued her and gave her another chance at life. She learned superb medical skills, and her first major job after completing her training was treating Chi Yuan’s eyes after he was poisoned and blinded. On the spot, she pinched her voice and pretended to be a sharp-tongued female doctor in her forties, then set about getting revenge under the guise of treatment: she stuck the needles into the most painful spots, chose the bitterest coptis for his prescriptions, and charged him an outrageous fee. One day she demanded a hundred taels of gold, the next some rare medicinal herbs, making him pay back every last bit of the hardship she had endured. But when she heard his subordinates say he had driven back the enemy at the border and protected an entire city, then given all his reward money to the wounded soldiers, she couldn’t help sneaking ingredients that replenished his strength and blood into his medicine. The day his bandages came off, she grabbed her medicine chest and ran. After regaining his sight, Chi Yuan searched for her like a madman, checking every female doctor around the age of forty in the whole country. At last, in a clinic in a border town, he spotted a young woman with dewy skin and round eyes, standing on tiptoe to dry medicinal herbs. The moment she saw him, she turned to run. He lunged forward and swept her into his arms. The cold iron of his armor brushed her cheek, turning it red. His eyes reddened as he bit the tip of her ear, his voice frighteningly hoarse. “Running away? You tormented me for three months and swindled me out of a thousand taels of gold, and now you think you can just leave? I was a bastard for not saving you from the brothel back then. Now I’ll give you my general’s manor. Don’t run away again.”