Shen An found an extra book at home at night, which was incompatible with the ones on the wall.
She just opened the book and took a look at the introduction, then casually flipped through a few pages, when she suffered a sudden cardiac arrest and died.
She was educated, a conceited and arrogant child from a poor family. She could read at the age of three and compose poetry at the age of five. She became famous in the Jiangzhou area at a young age. Before she had achieved anything, she was forced to marry the only son of a local tycoon.
Shen Ang was unstable and suffered domestic violence many times. The day after he was chosen for the job, he was poisoned and quartered by this poisonous man, and his body was thrown into the river along with his fetus, which was less than five months old.
The night Shen Ang came here was right after the engagement. When she opened her eyes, there were people everywhere, completely at a loss.
That night, Shen Ang found an excuse to come out for some air and wanted to relax, when he saw the young man hiding behind a pillar in the corridor.
Beautiful, timid, young, and squeamish, he was completely unlike the poisonous husband in the original owner's memory.
Shen Ang fell silent in a rare moment. When he returned to the banquet, he wanted to refuse, but was warned to think again.
After returning home, Shen Ang saw the original owner's father who was seriously ill, and also learned that her mother was detained in a prison in Qingzhou.
On the wedding day, Shen Ang took off his hijab, expecting to see a shy gentleman, but found that he was a little weird.
Shen Ang took off his clothes without knowing it, and when he pressed him on the bed, he saw him crying because of the pain and felt pity for him. The day after the wedding, he saw his nominal mother being sent back, and the news of the war in the north.
On the bed in the wedding room, her husband had been tortured until early in the morning, and he was still very tired. His body was covered with traces of her last night, and his legs were still trembling.
Intention: Independence