Rumor has it that the young master of the Chen family, Chen Jiao, has extraordinary beauty, but is also suffering from severe illness and broken bones.
He has been lingering on the bed all year round, and the medicine and stone have no effect. Even the sky above Chen's house is filled with a heavy air of twilight that cannot be suppressed by the precious medicine. Facing another Chongxi husband who was forced in, Chen Jiao didn't even bother to raise her eyelids and just regarded it as an extra decoration in the house.
Until she looked at the man in front of her who had fallen in love with money. Even though his fingertips were trembling with nervousness, he was still pretending to be calm and playing with the gaudy mascots made of pure gold beside his bed. Chen Jiao's pale and snowy lips evoked a hint of playfulness.
Yuan Yu came from Anguo to marry into the Chen family because she wanted to be rich and idle. Unexpectedly, the wife survived.
"My wife, open your mouth and drink the medicine."
"My husband met my concubine today."
The big hand held the small hand, looking into the eyes, not a drop of medicine was spilled in the bowl.
"It is better to spend more time on your wife than gold, silver and worldly things."
Mission: Trust is the bond of home