Jiang Jingrong was the black sheep of the scholarly Jiang family. Frail and sickly, she was violent and cruel, and her reputation preceded her.
At twenty, she still hadn't taken a husband.
Throughout Nanyuan Commandery, eligible young men trembled at the mention of her and stayed as far away as they could.
System: [Beep! One day of life remaining. Countdown begins now: 23 hours, 59 seconds.]
Jiang Jingrong lay dying, and tears slid down her face as she clung to her last breath.
Other people who transmigrated became princes or nobles with power and status, or martial heroes who roamed the world and did as they pleased. At the very least, they got healthy bodies, right? Only she had transmigrated into a frail, sickly person who had just one breath left, with the household already making funeral preparations.
Other people's Systems knew how to act cute and came with shops, cheat abilities, and golden fingers. Her System was just an indifferent AI robot that constantly reminded her that her life was running out.
Still, despite being transported body and soul into this topsy-turvy otherworld, it was nice not having to suffer unbearably every month or give birth.
The husband she married was handsome, refined, and gentle. At first sight, Jiang Jingrong's heart skipped a beat.
Her husband was beautiful, perfect in every way.
The only problem was that he seemed a little afraid of her and always kept his distance...
But that wasn't really the young man's fault.
After all, the original owner had been a bad person with a terrible temper.
Hold hands = 3 days of life
To build up her life force and survive, Jiang Jingrong spent every day looking at her husband's little hand, trying to be gentle, gentler, and gentlest, so that he would be less afraid of her.
But every time her husband came into even the slightest contact with her, he jumped like a startled rabbit.
"Don't be scared. I really only want to hold your hand. TwT"
Later...
Looking at the clingy giant who hugged him every day and refused to let go...
A Nian: ? Weren't you only supposed to hold my hand?
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Yu Nian was sold to the Jiang family for ten taels of silver, to become the chongxi husband of the Jiang family's legitimate daughter.
The Jiang family was a family of scholars, but he had heard that his wife, whom he had never met, was cruel and violent, and casually ordered servants to be beaten to death. She was every man's nightmare.
Before the wedding, his younger brother laughed gleefully and said, "If you marry into that family, they'll be preparing for a wedding today and a funeral tomorrow."
Yu Nian gently touched the broken eyebrow on his right side and smiled bitterly.
Where in the world was there a place for someone like him?
If so, what difference did it make where he died?
But after he married into the family, his wife's health improved day by day. Not only was she gentle and considerate toward him, she also cherished him and never let him suffer the slightest grievance.
His younger brother, who had once laughed at him, came to the door, crying and making a scene, demanding to become his wife's concubine. Yu Nian turned him away with a cold expression, pouring out one vicious insult after another.
Only then did Yu Nian realize:
His temper could be this fierce, too.
I can let anything else go.
But I won't let anyone steal my wife.
Theme: A healthy body is the foundation of everything
