Back to My Husband's Youth

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In her previous life, Su Rongyan married into the Chen family at a young age. Sadly, her husband was frail and passed away not long after their wedding, leaving behind a sprawling marquis's estate.

She treated her mother-in-law with respect and her sisters-in-law with kindness, always treading carefully in the estate. She managed the whole household superbly, but it wore her down in body and spirit.

Fortunately, her mother-in-law saw that Su Rongyan had spent most of her youth in the estate and, mindful of all her hard work, arranged another marriage for her.

Her new match was General Huo, a hero who had fought on countless battlefields. But fortune had not smiled on him: an old injury had left him unable to stand, and no one else dared marry him.

A widow marrying for a second time, and a disabled general.

Everyone expected them to have a difficult life together, never imagining that these would be the happiest, most carefree five years of Su Rongyan's life.

Huo Qingyun was nothing like the ill-tempered man of the rumors. He was steady and considerate, indulging and cherishing her, letting her live freely and happily without having to worry about anyone else's judgment.

Together, they made it through the hardest times, and found happiness along the way.

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When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the year she came of age. Her stepmother was already planning to offer her up to the marquis's household as a good-luck bride, in exchange for a brighter future for the Su family.

She refused to repeat her past mistakes. As luck would have it, General Huo had just returned from war, and she wanted to see what Huo Qingyun had been like when he was young.

On his tall horse, the young general held a long sword, his spirit soaring. He was the brightest light in the capital.

The war drums thundered, and young girls' hearts fluttered as the streets packed until not even a drop of water could pass through.

By ill luck, someone shoved Su Rongyan, and she twisted her ankle. Pain shot through it. She lowered her head and wept, watching helplessly as Huo Qingyun's back grew farther and farther away.

To her surprise, the young man suddenly turned his horse around and came back to her. He took her slender wrist, gently held her around the waist, and helped her up.

Before she could say a word, the young man quickly withdrew his hand and said in a cool, composed voice,