The Fox's Tale of Eating Fish

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After Wancheng fell, Luo Qiao became the new bride of Su Jin, the Qi army's commander-in-chief.

One was the city lord's daughter, born with an unusual sign, whose beauty was renowned throughout Jiangnan. The other was of noble birth, accomplished in both letters and arms, and peerless in grace.

Everyone at the time said theirs was a match made in heaven, a perfect union of talent and beauty.

But no one knew that Luo Qiao was merely a pretty, lazy girl who had transmigrated, and that she carried a heat poison. Since childhood, she had relied on Ice Toad Pills to relieve it, but she had taken the last pill three days ago.

On her wedding night, she sat stiffly on the bed beside her brand-new husband, who looked every bit the gentle, refined nobleman.

"Can I call you Qiao Qiao?"

"Don't be afraid."

"Put your arms around Jin's neck."

By morning, Luo Qiao had not only avoided an attack of the poison, she felt more clearheaded and refreshed than ever before. That was when she realized her husband was a human-shaped antidote.

And so began her leisurely life in Qi.

Every few days, she had to take the initiative to touch and kiss her husband. It was embarrassing, but she could just grit her teeth and get through it.

The only thing that puzzled her was how her husband, who used to smile faintly and let her touch him however she pleased, had recently started acting strangely. His gaze seemed to hook her, like a fox's, and the dynamic between them had turned upside down.

The nth time her husband pulled her onto his lap, Luo Qiao finally asked, "Could it be... that you've got the heat poison too?"

Her husband's expression froze instantly.

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Su Jin was naturally cold-hearted and skilled at hiding his true self.

Marrying the Luo family's daughter had simply been convenient. Now that Wancheng had fallen, its lord's daughter naturally belonged to him, and he was indeed old enough to marry.

But after bringing her home, Su Jin discovered that the Luo girl had nothing but her beauty.

She was like an octogenarian, spending her days eating and sleeping. And because of her heat poison, she was always trying to touch him all over, since he had a naturally cold constitution. She was just like a lovesick pervert.

So be it. He had married her, and he would make sure she was well fed and cared for for the rest of her life.

But he never expected that one day he would fall in love with her.

Even less did he expect that Luo Qiao would be so slow on the uptake that none of his efforts could get through to her.

Su Jin was exasperated, but consoled himself in private. It didn't matter. They had the rest of their lives.

Until the day they were surrounded by enemies.

"Qiao Qiao," he said, tears glimmering in his eyes. "After Jin dies, stay in mourning for me for three years. Just three years... will you?"

Without waiting for her answer, he put Luo Qiao on a horse and whipped it into a gallop, sending her away.

Then he turned around, raised his sword, and staked his life to give her a chance to escape.

May my beloved wife, Qiao Qiao, enjoy a lifetime of peace and good health.

[Detached, calculating nobleman x sweet, soft, beautiful slacker]

[Both chaste, happy ending]

Theme: Treasure the present and keep looking forward