My Wife Is Worth a Thousand Years

If you asked Shen Yan, the proprietress of the Dark Fragrance Pavilion, what she hated most,

was it the eyes that could see all living beings across the six realms?

No.

Was it her natural fragrance, which attracted evil spirits?

Not that either.

It was...

the shameless, relentless pestering of a ten-thousand-year-old fox spirit who had appeared out of nowhere!!!

"My dear, just accept it. I'll be completely devoted to you from now on, doing whatever you ask and never complaining."

"My dear, don't ignore me! I'll go make you something delicious right away!"

"My dear, my dear, my dear..."

"Shut up! Don't call me that!!!"

He was injured saving her, and she took him in out of pity.

But, "Even your injury is fake. What else is there to say!"

Did he come for love, or was he after something else?

One strange incident after another,

one conspiracy after another,

with nowhere to run and no way to guard against them.

Ever since he arrived,

her peaceful life had been shattered.

She had never fought for anything,

so why did she have to endure all this?

What tangled connection bound them across their past and present lives?

What ties did she have with the bewitching and profound Divine Lord of the Vermilion Bird,

and with the Demon Emperor, sometimes gentle and refined, sometimes brutal?

How would they break the deadlock, face the past, and choose their future?

Could a mortal woman and her fox-spirit husband find their happy ending?

Theme: True affection in this world can only be earned with a sincere heart.