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Substitute Bride: The Lord's Runaway Wife

Substitute Bride: The Lord's Runaway Wife

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Introduction
A case of substitutional matrimony drove two unrelated individuals to wed by the whim of fate. In Lu Chengyi's eyes, his wife, the Chief's Lady, is timid, prone to tears, and brings an unknown irritation to those around her. Whereas in Song Qingwan's perspective, her husband might be blind, but he doesn't resemble a blind man at all. With a heart as cold as stone, his hands are stained with countless murders. In this loveless marriage, they were merely taking what they needed. Little did they know, in tumultuous times, everything is filled with variables. She stood unafraid in the face of his past lover's incessant oppression, and the traps laid by his family. However, when his first love returned and asked her to relinquish her position as the Chief's Lady, she adamantly refused. Her innocent affection ultimately rewarded her with a bowl of abortifacient. Desperately, she listened to his words and left, tightly clutching her heart, no longer meddling in any affairs. Years later, amid the raging wars, they encountered each other on the battlefield. As the bullet whizzed past her ear, her leaping figure blurred his sight. Only to realize, looking back, a hundred years had passed. Holding her crumbling body, he softly said, "Wife, don't fall asleep. I'll take you home."
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Chapitre

In the twelfth year of the Republic of China, at the Jin Garden—

Song Qingwan was dressed in a vibrant red Cheongsam adorned with a shawl, a phoenix crown on her head, covered by a transparent red veil.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers tightly clenched.

There was a sudden bang.

Song Qingwan trembled, hearing someone violently kick open the door.

It was as if a cold wind followed, causing her to shudder for no reason.

The only source of light in the bridal chamber was a red candle on the table.

Through her red veil, she could vaguely see a tall figure slowly approaching.

When Jing Mo lifted her veil, would they go on to toast from the same wine cup, would he kiss her...

Overwhelmed by her thoughts, Song Qingwan blushed from head to toe, her restlessness felt like pricking needles.

However, the shadow in front of her didn't seem to make any next move, just standing in front of her, staring straight at her.

Song Qingwan felt oppressing pressure, she swallowed hard and stammered, "You..."

Suddenly, the man stepped forward, his cold fingers gripping her chin tightly, forcing her to look up.

Song Qingwan winced in pain and couldn't say a word, only to hear the man coldly utter, "Song Jingyu, weren't you supposed to elope with your lover? Why did you come back?"

His voice was chilling and deep, filled with a hint of mockery.

He woke up in the hospital after a month of unconsciousness due to an injury, and she hadn't visited him even once. Even more, he heard that she had run away with another man. Infuriated to extremes, he demanded to retrieve her from the Song family. When he didn't get to see her, he decided to demolish the Song household.

Unexpectedly, only three days later, Song Hongming personally came to find him, saying that the woman had already been sent to Jinyuan. But he had heard rumors that Song Jingyu had already fled abroad, thus he returned in a state of doubt.

Ha, surprisingly she was indeed here!

However, upon hearing the man's words clearly, Song Qingwan's body started to tremble, her eyebrows were knitted tightly.

How did she misunderstand?

"You’re mistaken, I'm not Song Jingyu..." Song Jingyu is her elder sister, and wasn't she married to the second young master of the Lu family, Lu Jingmo!

But this man's voice, it plainly wasn't Jingmo's!

Song Qingwan hurried to explain, not caring about impropriety, she pulled off the bridal veil on her head.

"You..."

The man before her was dressed in dark green military uniform, with black boots; his neatly tailored uniform made his aura chills to the bone. The man kept his lips pressed into a thin line, his fierce eyes seemed to have no focus.

They were hollow.

"Your eyes..."

Song Qingwan subconsciously blurted out the question. In a split second, she became aware of the man's sudden aura turning violent, and she felt chills running up her spine.

She said something wrong!

Indeed, the man suddenly reached out, ruthlessly gripping her throat, his tone was icy, "Song Jingyu, I might be blind, but wasn't it you who shamelessly wanted to marry me in the past."

"Thinking of another trick after failing to escape? Putting up a charade for me?"

Song Qingwan vehemently shook her head, trying to voice out her objections. However, the man threw her onto the bed, overpowering her. "Now that you've returned, let's make up for the wedding night you missed half a month ago."

"No! No!" As soon as she could speak, Song Qingwan shrieked and retreated. She was supposed to save herself for Lu Jingmo, "I told you I'm not Song Jingyu! You rat, let go of me!"

Despite his blindness, the man’s hearing was exceptionally sharp. He effectively caught her waving hands, confining her beneath him. His thin lips quirked up, "Song Jingyu, we have exchanged rings in front of the priest. The wedding night is only appropriate."

One by one, her fine satin cheongsams were peeled off, and her entire body shuddered, "Please, I beg you, don't...The man I am intended to marry is not you..."

Perhaps the man's hand held guns for too long that a circle of coarse calluses had formed. Each touch left a numb, electrifying sensation.