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I know I'm not as good-looking as my husband.
I know I can't fight as well as him, nor can I speak as well as him.
I know I'm the one who gets knocked down every time.
I know that if I learn anything to compete with him, even embroidery, I will lose.
I know I'm weak...
But I succeeded in at least one thing. I seduced this fool who looks like a fairy, sometimes has a poisonous tongue, is basically upright, loyal, has strong martial arts skills, and is very talented.
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