The Mute Husband

On the third day of the third lunar month, peach blossoms bloom.

But Miss Su Huan thinks peach blossoms are overrated and would be better off not blooming at all.

Miserably, she runs and runs.

For her life, she flees and flees.

With a splash, she tumbles down a mountain.

Oh, heavens!

There are peach blossoms blooming in the mountains, too.

After years of chaos, mishaps, scrapes, and tumbles, Su Huan would later think that the finest peach blossoms were the ones that, even after falling, turning to mud, and being ground to dust, still kept their fragrance.

She thinks she's had a pretty good life.

A long, long time ago, a lively, melodramatic story unfolded in the bustling martial world. Actually, this story also has its roots in farming.

A warm farming story with no household infighting, and a vast, joyful martial world. This is a heartwarming coming-of-age tale, taking a different, more eccentric route. The martial world is vast, and somewhere out there is someone you'll love. Come along and meet them.