If the two of them became husband and wife, it would have nothing to do with the original owner. Who would have thought that a month before the marriage, Madam Chen would hear of some rumors about the impending tragedy?
After holding a secret conversation with her husband, son, and daughter for two hours, this marriage inexplicably fell on the host again.
They changed their tune and insisted to everyone that the bride-to-be had always been Shen Yijia, not Shen Ruyun.
Firstly, Madam Chen could not suddenly break off this marriage between the two families. Secondly, she did not want her daughter to marry into the family and die.
They did not care if Shen Yijia was dead or alive after marrying into the family, as long as it did not affect Shen Ruyun's reputation.
However, the Song family had been busy preparing for the wedding this month.
The marriage of the eldest son or grandson was a major event for the Bulwark Duke's residence. Madam Li was not the only one being busy, the entire residence was frantically preparing for the wedding.
Therefore, the Song family was kept in the dark regarding Madam Chen's schemes.
Others did not know what kind of life the original host had at home, but Shen Yijia could see it clearly.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and even if there was, Shen Yijia wouldn't dare eat it.
Therefore, the host started to become paranoid. It was unknown if she was lucky or unlucky.
Shen Yijia happened to hear some clues from Shen Ruyun's conversation with her maidservant.
At that time, Shen Ruyun said to her maidservant in disdain, "That fool probably thinks she's getting a free lunch. She doesn't know that she's going to die if she marries him."
There was pity and reluctance hidden in her tone. However, those emotions were definitely not reserved for the host.
That sentence alone scared the original host so much that she fell sick.
Shen Yijia was ill on the day of her wedding. Unfortunately, in her sickly state, she died from being pushed around in the chaos.
What the original host could not see through, Shen Yijia could not see through either.
All she knew was that the Shen family had been bullying the original host, and indirectly caused her death. Furthermore, Shen Ruyun had almost snatched her husband away.
Now that she had transmigrated into this body, bullying the original host was equivalent to bullying her. Stealing the host's husband was also equivalent to stealing hers.
She narrowed her eyes. She had to find an opportunity to beat them up to vent her anger. She cheerfully made that decision.
These thoughts only flashed through Shen Yijia's mind for a moment. The most important thing now was to find someone and ask where her husband was.
After gulping down a glass of water, Shen Yijia rushed outside.
The courtyard was empty. From the corner of her eye, she could see a group of people facing away from her.
She turned to follow them.
By the time she reached the front courtyard, it was full of people kneeling.
Shen Yijia felt that the atmosphere was very oppressive. She glanced around and saw Song Jingchen being carried in the crowd.
Her eyes lit up. He was dressed in red clothes, he should be her husband, right?
"He looks handsome!" she thought to herself.
There was a reason why he was admired by all the noble ladies in the capital. He was beautiful.
At this moment, he looked refined and harmless with his eyes closed.
The bloody clothes gave him a strange sickly beauty.
Shen Yijia, who loved beautiful things, immediately wanted to keep this person as her own.
"I could make him into one of those specimens in a lab." she thought.
However, Shen Yijia frowned as she continued looking. Her husband seemed to have been beaten up by someone.
Without a word, she took a few steps forward and snatched Song Jingchen from the hands of the officials.
The 1.8-meter-tall man was easily carried in her arms. She shook him lightly.
"Oh my god, he's quite well-built." she thought.
The surrounding people were stunned by Shen Yijia's actions. When they looked up and saw her face, they were doubly shocked.
There were two corpses on the ground, and Shen Yijia looked like a ghost. How could anyone not be shocked?