The Little Fox Brought for Marriage Turned Out to Be a Big Treasure

The fifth day of July is a good time to get married. She sat in the swaying sedan chair, her layers of wedding clothes soaked with sweat. She has known since she was five years old that the fluffy fox tail and the tips of her ears were a curse she would never see again. The Wen family had locked her in the woodshed for fifteen years, and it was only today that they remembered that she, the second young lady, had a use.