The General Steals a Bride

In Fengxin Commandery, Shen Shisan became Jiang Rou's savior. With one slash, he lopped off the dog head of the Xiongnu soldier who had tried to defile her. His foul-smelling blood splattered all over her, and in that moment, she could only think that the man before her was a peerless hero.

Later... her peerless hero defiled her too, but he didn't ride in on a rainbow cloud to marry her.

Because she didn't want him to.

The hero was a proud man. "I'm the mighty General of the Northern Campaign. I'm willing to take a commoner like you as my concubine, and you still refuse? What, you think you can be the general's wife? If you don't want it, then pack your things and get out, before I lose my temper one day and stab you to death, you little wretch."

Jiang Rou left.

She went to an even more remote village to escape the ravages of war.

One day, a refined stranger suddenly arrived to ask for her hand in marriage.

She felt she was no longer an innocent maiden, so naturally she wasn't worthy of such a handsome man. She refused. "I'm just a widow. I'm not worthy of you, sir. Please go home."

The man was taken aback. "You're a widow?"

She nodded and gestured toward the door.

His expression grew complicated. He agonized over it for a long time, then gritted his teeth and left.

But the next day, he came straight to her door with betrothal gifts. "I'll marry a widow too."

And so she was brought into his home beneath a red bridal veil.

On their wedding night, the veil was lifted, and Jiang Rou screamed in shock. Someone had switched her husband.

The refined, courteous young gentleman had turned into the peerless bastard who had defiled her.

"Why is it you?"

"Why wouldn't it be me?"

"...Where did that other man go?" Only then did she realize she didn't even know the name of the husband who had formally married her and brought her into his home.

"Which other man?"

She blushed and said shyly, "M-my husband."

The peerless bastard looked impatient. "Isn't your husband right here?"