What Fu Yao is going to marry is a sick young man with a vicious temperament, moody, and the blood of an unknown number of people. The hands of treacherous ministers were wantonly broken. The mother and elder sister wept secretly, comforting her to be patient for now, and after Xie Chi left, she could do whatever she wanted. One day, Xie Chi lifted the scarlet hijab with disinterest. He thought he would see Zhang Miaoyun's gloomy face, but instead he met a pair of smiling almond eyes. The boneless hand gently tugged on his sleeve, and said softly: Husband.