The Foolish Husband of the Landlord's Family (GL)

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Song Keyan, once living a life of luxury and admiration, never imagined she would face such misfortune, witnessing the ruin of her family.

In the past, she thought the greatest sorrow was losing her mother in childhood, unable to enjoy lively festivities like others. As she grew, she became entangled in unrequited love for Jiang Yuan, which she eventually let go of, turning her ire towards her father's incomprehensible actions.

But in an instant, all resentment vanished, leaving her with nowhere to vent, even questioning the meaning of life. She sought revenge for her father, though no one else was to blame—only her father was at fault.

Once pitying others and aspiring to fight injustice, Song Keyan found herself shunned, perceived as a great villain despite doing no wrong, often helping those in need.

Disheartened, she left decisively, leaving no trace behind. She didn't want to remain in a place of heartbreak nor be found.

Taking only some money and her soft whip, she left the capital, embarking on the adventurous life she once envied, only to find it lonely and perilous. She encountered bandits and saw the darkness of human nature, her previous luck seemingly vanished, replaced by misfortunes.

Three months later, her funds dwindled. Frugally managing her expenses, she arrived at a remote western village, hoping to earn money.

The village was plagued by bandits, and Song Keyan, skilled in martial arts, planned to settle temporarily, find work, and fight injustice.

She stayed with a farming family, initially met with suspicion, but eventually allowed to stay by hinting at her martial prowess, promising to protect the family.

She wasn't boasting. Defeated by Lin Kong and Shi Qi, she trained diligently, enhancing her skills. Against minor bandits, she was confident; against stronger foes, she could escape.

"Where are you from?" the elderly woman, the household head with one son and two young grandsons, asked. The family was relatively well-off, not lacking essentials.

Song Keyan's spoiled demeanor vanished when she left the capital, choosing remote paths to avoid detection, and she fibbed, "I'm from Xuzhou."

"Xuzhou?" the woman said loudly, "Isn't it hard for a girl to travel alone?"

Knowing the woman's intentions—her daughter-in-law died in childbirth, and her son, mourning, hadn't remarried—Song Keyan casually replied, "It's quite convenient."

The hardships and inconveniences were hers alone to bear, enduring whatever came her way.

"What?" the woman asked, hard of hearing.

Song Keyan, not wanting to elaborate, replied, "Nothing."

Just then, a young boy stumbled in, crying, "Big sister, the bad guys are back."

Alarm spread through the household.

Having promised help, Song Keyan couldn't stand by. Taking her whip, she went out to face the bandits, a group of burly men she handled with ease, sending them fleeing.

The village hailed her as a savior, but Song Keyan knew her limits. She sensed someone watching, aiding her from the shadows, needing no guesswork to identify them.