My Husband Faked His Death? After Seeing the Future, I Refuse to Live as a Widow!

[That drink is spiked with an aphrodisiac. Don’t drink it!] A cool, clear female voice sounded in Shen Xinyan’s ear. She instinctively glanced around. No one else reacted, so she thought she must have imagined it. She looked at the cup in her hand, confused, but secretly poured the drink into her sleeve anyway.

The next day, she heard from the servants that a young noblewoman at the banquet had been drugged, caught having sex with a servant in the open, and dragged off to be drowned in a pond. Shen Xinyan felt a rush of relief. If she had drunk that wine, she would have met a terrible end.

Afterward, Shen Xinyan asked who the voice belonged to. The voice said she was Shen Xinyan herself, from the future. Shen Xinyan was stunned…

Shen Xinyan went to the garden to clear her head, gradually making her way along a path in the back courtyard.

[Someone’s behind the artificial hill. Hide!]

The familiar voice sounded again. Shen Xinyan hurried into a secluded spot and saw her elder brother’s wife fooling around with her father-in-law behind the artificial hill. Cold sweat poured down Shen Xinyan’s back. She seemed to have stumbled onto a terrible secret.

[Your husband isn’t dead. He faked his death and went into hiding with his mistress, and he’s planning to frame you for murdering him for his money!]

[Go to the blacksmith’s shop on West Street and buy that meteor hammer. It’ll come in handy.]

Though doubtful, Shen Xinyan went out and bought it anyway. She never expected that an enormous fortune and a terrifying danger were waiting for her…

The heroine is a native who grows over time and has no modern mindset. If you don’t enjoy character-growth stories, you can start reading from Chapter 15…