The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

Chapter 1: Transmigrated to the Wedding Night

001 Transmigrated into a Book and Arrived on My Wedding Night

pain!

it hurts!

"Let go, it hurts!"

Pain surged like a tidal wave, causing Chu Jiuyue's body to instinctively struggle. The excruciating pain in her wrist was like a sharp sword piercing her consciousness, making her forget everything around her.

Her gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, involuntarily searched for the source of the pain. When her eyes met the handsome man's face, she was struck dumb, her mind reeling as if a thousand fireworks had exploded in chaos.

All I could do was scream in my heart, "Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!" to vent the overwhelming shock.

His thick eyebrows resembled two towering mountain peaks reaching into the clouds; his high, straight nose was like a majestic mountain range; his exquisitely shaped lips were like blooming petals, exuding a captivating fragrance. His jet-black, straight hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

His sharply angled eyebrows resembled two gleaming swords, gleaming with a cold light; his slender eyes held a sharp glint, as if they could see through everything in the world; his thin, slightly pursed lips were like a wisp of elegant moonlight, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

Its sharply defined contours resemble a masterpiece sculpted by a master sculptor, flawless and perfect; its tall and slender stature is not rugged, but rather like a towering pine tree, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

His presence was like an eagle in the night, aloof and solitary, yet imposing and domineering, exuding a powerful aura of dominance over the world.

The man was in his early twenties, with short, jet-black hair. His olive-green military uniform seemed tailor-made for him, exuding a natural air of authority and masculinity. He was dashing, handsome, and imposing, like a hero who had stepped out of a painting.

His physique was strong and sculpted, exuding an irresistible charm.

His gaze was firm and confident, like a cold star, with a touch of aloofness. His icy eyes were like torches, fixed on her, exuding an unparalleled heroic aura.

This made Chu Jiuyue unconsciously swallow, secretly marveling at how such a top-tier handsome man could exist in the world!

She even forgot her current situation until the other party's cold and harsh words exploded in her ears like thunder.

“Zhou Yiyi, I know you married me unwillingly. Back then, my mother went to your house to discuss breaking off the engagement, but your family insisted on not doing so. Now that you've married into the family, you're threatening to kill yourself. What exactly do you want?”

Zhou Yiyi!!?

Holy crap! Zhou Yiyi? What the hell is this?! Who is Zhou Yiyi?!

Handsome guy, are you sure you're not mistaken?

I am Chu Jiuyue, a respectable woman! I am completely unrelated to Zhou Yiyi! Chu Jiuyue secretly groaned in her heart, muttering to herself.

However, she was completely unaware that her inner thoughts had been overheard by others.

Just then, a slight sound reached Mo Wenchen's ears.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze instantly swept towards Chu Jiuyue opposite him.

She stood there with her mouth tightly shut, looking completely innocent, seemingly not saying a word.

But where did that strange sound come from?

This made Mo Wenchen wary. He stared intently at Chu Jiuyue, his eyes flashing with a mixture of inquiry and vigilance.

At this moment, Chu Jiuyue felt her lips twitching uncontrollably, and a series of devastating images flashed through her mind.

Good heavens! She was reborn?!