Don't Embarrass a Widow

In the fifth year of my widowhood, my home was robbed. It was an ordinary night, and it was raining heavily outside. I took my children to the yard to collect clothes. When he opened the door again, several masked people appeared out of thin air in the house. Snow-white lightning illuminated their masks, sitting or standing, with playful smiles in their eyes. I was shaking all over and smelled the strong smell of blood in the air. I heard that there is a kind of demon in the world who specializes in killing people for fun. These masked people in front of me are probably not human. In the room, the only young man sitting in black clothes looked at me enthusiastically in the dark night for a long time, his eyes full of undisguised desire. Pushing away the man next to him who was drawing a sword, he said politely, "Hey, don't embarrass a widow." "The road is slippery on rainy days and the mountain road is difficult to travel. Can we stay here to avoid the rain all night?" I stiffened and could only nod in agreement. From then on, they refused to leave. Night after night, the rain stopped falling. I was caught several times when I ran away. He seemed to know my thoughts very well. No matter what I did, he would guess it. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I found my husband's tablet and showed it to him, trying to dispel his enthusiasm. He actually threw me directly onto the bed. I struggled to no avail. "I have a husband." "I've seen the tablet." "I have children." "I happen to not have any." "... I'm sick, and I'm so angry that I kill someone." "What a coincidence, I am also sick and I especially like to be killed." He forced me to marry him, and from then on I really abandoned my evil ways and turned to good deeds, making soup with my hands. The only requirement for me was not to take off his mask. However, one day, I secretly took off the mask while he was sleeping. The hair on my body stood on end, and I backed away in horror, as if I had seen a ghost. ——That is the face exactly like that of my late husband. He didn't know when he had woken up, stared at me intently, and suddenly chuckled. "Didn't I say I wouldn't let you pick it?" * Shang Xinglan accidentally lost all his memory after falling into the devil. He thought he would never remember why he became a demon until he accidentally hid in a farmer's house. The peasant girl was a very pitiful and beautiful little widow. He fell in love with her at first sight and fell in love with her. However, the little widow kept saying that he was her beloved husband, which made people jealous. Until one day, the little widow threw the tablet of her beloved husband in front of him. He was stunned as if struck by lightning. There was a line of big words written clearly on it, Shang Xinglan, husband of Chu Li. He remembered. ——Five years ago, he was pushed off the cliff by his good wife. She was crippled at the bottom of the cliff and wanted to crawl back and kill her, so she became a demon. …[Reminder before reading]… 1. It is not a great heroine/strong female character, the heroine has no career ambitions and just wants to live. It is an atypical villainous character. Please read it if it is well accepted. 2. She has a child, and the heroine loves her child …[Advance payment]… Title: "He seemed very happy after taking the Master by force" Copywriting: I have a master whom I have admired for a long time. His name is Jiang Min, he is a swordsman who has never been seen in a thousand years, and he is halfway to the realm of ascension. I say I am Master, but in fact I am just an outer disciple responsible for cleaning his cave. I suffered a fire when I was a child, and half of my face was covered with ugly scars. None of the disciples of the sect like me because of my gloomy personality and ugly appearance, so they exclude and humiliate me. The only person who will be nice to me is Jiang Min. Every time he cleans the cave, he will prepare snacks for me, ask me about the weather outside, and talk to me about the results of recent practice. I admired Jiang Min cautiously, and would go to his cave to clean it every day. I thought it was my exclusive time with him. Until one day, I saw Jiang Min treating another disciple with the same attitude and a smile. I looked at it coldly for a long time, then returned to my residence and beat things like crazy. My strength is exhausted, and there is only one thought left in my mind. I have to get him. He is enough for this life. God seems to be on my side, Jiang Min actually failed to overcome the tribulation. The first person to discover him was me who went to clean the cave before dawn every day. He raised his head, his face was pale and weak, full of unbearable pain, and he fainted on the ground the next moment. With my heart beating wildly, I slowly walked towards him and touched his face for the first time. "Master, let me take you to a place, okay?" No one knows where Jiang Min went. Only I know that he is in my little house, tied up by a ridiculous hemp rope. Jiang Min should resent me and hate me. But I didn't expect that after he woke up, he would still trust me as usual. "Zhizhi, I want to drink water..." "My body hurts so much." "This rope is in the way." With heavy eyes, I handed over a glass of medicated water, and he drank it without hesitation. "It's so hot and uncomfortable." "Don't come near me yet." "Don't..." As the night passed, Jiang Min finally understood his situation and guessed my purpose. The tips of his ears were red, and he helped me pull up the clothes on my shoulders. "I will be responsible for you." I have never seen anyone like him before. He accepted everything calmly without any complaints. He also cooked and washed clothes for me and slept with me obediently. Is it possible that your brain is not working well? At that time, a magical medicine that could cure scars appeared in the world of cultivation. I spent all my money to buy it and cured the scars on my face. The amazing thing is that people started to talk to me, invite me to admire the moon, and even give me gifts. I come back very late every day and rarely talk to Jiang Min. Until one day, my friends and I came home from the Lantern Festival. I was horrified to see a broken hemp rope on the ground. Jiang Min looked at me quietly, walked over slowly, and crushed the lantern in my hand. "Go to bed." "Immediately." Intention: Persistence and success in everything