After Becoming My Archenemy's Sister-in-Law

Wei Heng spent three years suppressing a rebellion in the northwest. When he returned in triumph, he heard that his mother had arranged for his elder brother, unconscious in bed for three years, to marry in hopes of bringing him good fortune. The third daughter of the Yao family of Jinling was said to have a face as lovely as a flower and a figure as willowy as a breeze. Frail and helpless, she was plagued by a cough every winter, earning her a reputation as a sickly beauty. He knew his brother would scarcely make it through the winter. The new sister-in-law he had never met was destined to spend her youth in widowhood. He thought he would find her pale with illness, sorrow filling her eyes. Then, on the day he returned to the manor, a tall, graceful, radiant woman passed him by. Her peach-blossom eyes tilted at the corners as she looked at him without a hint of hesitation, then called sweetly, "Little Uncle." Everyone said the new bride would eventually wither away in some inconspicuous corner. Only he knew she was a flower blooming wantonly in a sea of desire, and a flowing honey that could kill with a single touch. Even as his heart burned with torment day after day, he was willing to bow at her feet and submit. * With nothing better to do, Jiang Duxue took the place of her frail benefactor, the third daughter of the Yao family, in the bridal sedan. She married the second son of the Wei family, who had been bedridden and unconscious for three years. She never expected her bargain of an uncle-in-law, Wei Sanlang, to be the sworn enemy who had nearly taken half her life a year ago. At night, she stroked the old scar above her heart, left by an arrow. Licking her lips, she gazed ahead with excitement. She decided to teach him a little lesson. A man-eating flower of a heroine * A mature young man of a hero who falls for his sister-in-law and tortures himself with guilt every day