The Fake Heiress Is Caught in a Shura Field

A dark-hearted, vengeful fake heiress x a beautiful, lovestruck, jealous green tea

Keywords: Love triangle, marriage before love, childhood sweetheart can't beat the newcomer, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-and-sour.

After her identity as a fake heiress was exposed, Li Wuhe went from being the pampered darling of the marquis's household to an unwanted outsider. She was forced to marry Xie Wuyu, a notorious, scandal-ridden merchant.

On the first day of their marriage, Li Wuhe realized he was nothing like the rumors said.

On the second day, Li Wuhe acknowledged his impressive stamina.

On the third day, Li Wuhe rubbed her aching waist and looked at the man whose eyes burned with desire as he watched her. Her legs went weak. She was starting to get tired of this. Even the tastiest food shouldn't be eaten too much at once, right?

She thought she'd go on living comfortably, if occasionally getting tired of it, but someone's arrival shattered the peace.

Pei Yunliang, heir to the Duke's household and Li Wuhe's long-remembered first love.

He had cast her aside without hesitation when her identity was exposed. Now he was showering her with attention, trying every trick in the book, even weeping, making a scene, and threatening suicide. He was determined to win her back.

Li Wuhe was terrified and kept backing away.

Only then did she belatedly realize that her cold-faced husband had been acting strangely lately.

"Is he as handsome as me?"

"Can he take care of you as thoughtfully as I do?"

"Have the two of you ever been this intimate?"

Li Wuhe was so flustered that her scalp prickled. She immediately swore by the heavens: It's all in the past. You're the only one in my heart!

Xie Wuyu nodded, indicating that he believed her.

That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, then shook her awake.

With an expressionless face, he asked, "Do you like me?"

Li Wuhe was so sleepy she could barely open her eyes. "...I do."

Finally satisfied, he lay back down.

A moment later, he sat up again, looking a little aggrieved. "...You hesitated just now."

Unable to take it anymore, Li Wuhe shoved him down, climbed on top of him, and said condescendingly, "If you can't sleep, get up and take care of me."

---- Forthcoming novel, After Breaking the Swordmaster's Ruthless Dao, launching August 22 ----

😋 A gorgeous, laid-back little slacker vs. a purehearted, cold-faced little sword cultivator 💜

Since transmigrating, Ye Qingshang had been diligently slacking off. Even in the Harmony Sect, where beautiful women and handsome men were everywhere, she was a breath of fresh air.

Her biggest mistake was getting the slightest bit ambitious in a secret realm and boldly cultivating the Tian Shu Sword Sect's head disciple, Pei Xingran, for his energy.

Afterward, the man vomited blood three times, tilted his head, and passed out. Only then did Ye Qingshang remember that he practiced the Ruthless Dao.

Well, this was bad. His virginity was gone, and his cultivation had been severely damaged. She'd gotten herself into serious trouble.

She learned the hard way, through blood and tears, that:

You shouldn't work too hard.

To save her life, Ye Qingshang immediately fled the scene.

But why was this head disciple of the Sword Sect chasing after her everywhere?!

At the Immortal Sect Assembly, instead of staying with the Tian Shu Sword Sect, he insisted on standing at the Harmony Sect like a pillar holding up the sea. People from the other sects kept glancing over. "You managed to win him over? You're quite something, fellow cultivator!"

Ye Qingshang: You're too kind.

When they teamed up to enter a secret realm for a mission, Ye Qingshang looked at the pale-faced man who still insisted on standing in front of her and inwardly panicked.

Hey, man, do you have any idea what kind of condition you're in right now?!

Ye Qingshang was exhausted by it all and finally couldn't take any more.

One night, when Pei Xingran sneaked into her room, she told him in despair, "I was wrong to ruin your Ruthless Dao. Do whatever you want, beat me or kill me, just please stop tormenting me, orz."

The little sword cultivator, who was reaching toward her bed, fell silent for a moment. "After what we did, aren't we already Dao Companions? This is what Dao Companions are supposed to do."

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