On their wedding night, You Qian lay soaking wet on the bed, feeling like she was almost dead.
Her usually dignified and pristine husband lowered his ink-dark eyes and calmly, expressionlessly, kept her confined in a tiny space as he made her writhe.
You Qian stared at his cold expression. He hasn't recognized me as the one who wiped out his family, has he...?
Back then, You Qian was just starting out. She wiped out the Tuchang Snake Clan, a menace to the surrounding lands.
But she lacked experience and failed to finish the job. The clan disguised its eldest son as a badly injured human child. She rescued him and let him go.
Who could have guessed that this sole survivor would become the most outstanding figure of the foremost immortal sect in the world?
Dressed in white, with raven-black hair and cool, clear features, he was like a cold moon over the mountains, inspiring awe and admiration in countless people.
At first, You Qian thought he seemed quite nice too. But after spending more time with him, she realized something was off. A bone-deep, damp chill seemed to cling to him, and a dark, cold gloom always shrouded the depths of his eyes.
When he was moved by passion, his moist gaze clung to her, his icy fingers slowly winding like a snake, his grip heavy and his movements fierce.
My husband... doesn't seem quite right.
Oh crap, I think he's not human.
H-he-he-he's from the Tuchang Snake Clan!
I'm doomed. What do I do? What do I do?
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Feng Yuning was treated as a blood bag by his second uncle's family from childhood, cruelly tempered and tormented in countless ways.
He watched the Tuchang Snake Clan rot away, and felt himself rotting little by little too, yet he was too weak to take revenge.
Until that day, a god appeared in his world, killed all the beasts, and pulled him out of the mud.
He would remember her forever.
He fought his way up, fought to make a name for himself, fought to become the finest human being.
At last, he turned the god he'd secretly watched and coveted into his wife.
His wife is sweet, gentle, and spoils him.
She loves to sleep and only manages to get up around noon each day.
His wife says his expression is as gloomy as a corpse's.
But he can't make expressions as beautiful as hers.
His wife discovered his true form.
She didn't reject him. She even wept with joy.
He loves his wife so much. His treasure, his god.
Love her, love her, love her, love her.
Love her so much.
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#A guilty wife who thinks her husband is the sole survivor of the family she wiped out x a dark, damp husband who clings obsessively to his wife
1. Once again, a salvation and faked-death plot, with the author's preference for tormenting the male lead
2. One-on-one romance, both are each other's first and only, happy ending
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