Marrying the Marquis's Foolish Son

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*After that came a life of grand adventures.

A stubborn, straight village girl with mysterious origins and extraordinary strength x a young marquis who plays the pig to eat the tiger, a sly, two-faced schemer with a possessive streak

If she had never married into the marquis's household, Ye Ci would never have imagined that one day the village girl who married into the family to repay her father's debts and bring good fortune to the marquis's son would wield a thousand-jin greatsword, stand atop the martial world, and cleave through a century of darkness.

When Ye Ci transmigrated, she had nothing to her name. To repay her father's debts, she had no choice but to marry the marquis's only son.

She had married into such a prestigious family for no reason other than that the marquis's son was a fool, with the mind of a child. It was called marriage, but she was really there to bring him good fortune.

Ye Ci planned to marry him first and then look for a chance to run away. Who could have guessed that the marquis's foolish son would ensnare her?

On their wedding night, the handsome young man held out osmanthus cakes, his eyes lowered at the corners. As obedient as a fox wagging its tail, he charmed her until she completely lost her bearings.

Something was off. Very off. She had to run, and fast.

Later, when the old marquis fell gravely ill, power passed into his foolish son's hands. Just as everyone was waiting for a good show, Zhao Mingyu suddenly returned to his senses. Standing atop a high platform, he pointed his sword at the martial world and looked down on all living things.

He became the most talked-about young talent at court, yet in front of all the heroes beneath heaven, he claimed that his relationship with the farmwife in his courtyard had been nothing but child's play and did not count.

When the news reached Ye Ci, the maids in the inner residence waited for a laugh. Ye Ci merely smiled and let it pass. But when Zhao Mingyu returned to the rear residence, he could no longer find the wife who used to call him by his childhood nickname.

*

Only after escaping the marquis's residence did Ye Ci realize that the martial world concealed a vast conspiracy capable of overturning the realm.

She picked up a greatsword from the mud and cut through the filth beneath the Three-Petal Lotus and the horrors of the Living Dead Village, leaving a trail of blood as she moved through the chess game between the martial world and the imperial court.

Someone laughed at her. "You're just a country farmwife. What makes you think you can compete?"

She swung her sword, her voice shaking the heavens. "The sword in my hand, and the path in my heart."

Later, she defeated the alliance leader who had colluded with foreign tribes, with the countless common folk she had saved standing behind her.

And the young marquis who had once called her a mere game held out their marriage contract, eyes red. "Ye Ci, your betrothal gift is me. Will you have me?"

Reading Guide:

1. The male lead is only pretending to be foolish. Both leads are adults in mind and body as their romance develops.

2. The title only refers to the male lead's identity. The story focuses more on conflicts in the martial world.

3. The transmigration is fake. There is no time travel or rebirth into another body.

4. The female lead is strong and grows over time. By the later story, her combat ability is at the very top.

Blurb written on 2024/11/15

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Hua Rongrong died a pathetic death.

In her previous life, she was a noblewoman. After her family was executed, she fell into a brothel, and her lover traded her away for a petty official's cap.

Reborn on the night her family was executed, she stood in the pouring rain and resolved that in this new life, she would no longer be a songbird kept to please others, nor would she sacrifice herself for anyone else.

In her previous life, she had been deceived and repaid deep kindness with betrayal. In this life, she would clear her name and get justice for her family.

So she raised her blade and cut off her enemy's head, only to be forced into the mountains to become a bandit.

She never expected that the flap of a butterfly's wings would turn her life upside down.

"This road is mine!" After taking to the hills, she grabbed a woodcutting knife and robbed an immortal master from Sword Pavilion, clad in robes as white as snow.

But the tip of his sword dripped with the blood of the pursuers. His cool gaze passed over her trembling fingertips. "Did they force you to become a bandit?"

Hua Rongrong glanced at her brothers, huddled together like quails, and swallowed. "...Yes."

The immortal master said, "Come with me to Sword Pavilion and become my disciple."

And so, a hardened bandit somehow became an immortal master. But she came from the countryside, and at Sword Pavilion, neither cats nor dogs could stand her. No one liked her.

Her aloof and noble mentor, an elder who had taken her into the sect, disliked talking to people. Her wealthy, spoiled senior brother was worlds apart from her in status and enjoyed teasing her every day. The wolf-eared sword spirit in her broken sword had demon blood and threatened to devour her every day if she did not serve it properly...

Hua Rongrong thought she really was universally disliked.

Yet a bandit stronghold outside the mountains suddenly rose to power, and rumors spread throughout the cultivation world. They said its leader had three heads and six arms and had challenged the leaders of three great sects in a row. For a time, the cultivation world was terrified of this elusive bandit!

Hua Rongrong: The bandit is me.

Then one day, the leader of Mutian Sect, the greatest cultivation sect under heaven, came calling. They had received word that the bandit leader was hiding in Sword Pavilion!

The sect leader's stern gaze swept over the disciples. Hua Rongrong shakily raised her hand from among the crowd.

She was baffled. All she'd done was quietly take her brothers out to earn a little pocket money in her spare time between cultivating. Was this really necessary???

Before she could say anything, her aloof mentor stepped in front of her protectively, her life-bound sword itching for a fight. Her wealthy senior brother also brought out his influential family background...

Hua Rongrong: ???

Since when was she so popular?

Who could have guessed that the leader of Mutian Sect would suddenly kneel and shout, "We beg the great expert to come out of seclusion!"

Hua Rongrong: ?

Who?

Me?

Hua Rongrong did not know that her taciturn mentor had stained her life-bound sword with the blood of the heavens for her; that the Qiankun pouch her wealthy senior brother had given her contained half the spiritual veins in the cultivation world; and that the irreverent sword spirit had once journeyed with her to the highest heavens and the deepest underworld...

An aloof mentor who is secretly afraid of women / a seemingly spoiled but genuinely serious senior brother / a nonhuman, sly sword spirit x a quick-witted, sunny girl who used to be a people-pleaser in her previous life

*Only by rolling through the mud of the mortal world can one forge a heart of pure resolve.

Reading Guide:

1. The female lead is adored by everyone, but the ending is one-on-one.

2. The female lead reaches the pinnacle of combat ability later in the story.

Theme: Persevere and strive for self-improvement; women should be independent.