A Esposa Principal Casa-se Novamente com o Rei Regente, a Família do Marido Me Envia o Dote

A waning moon hung like a hook, casting a dim pall over the dense forest. Suddenly, a sharp, brief cry split the silence of the night.

A feverish body seized Shen Yurou from behind, catching her off guard. She forced herself to remain calm, though her subdued voice trembled slightly.
"Where did you come from, thief? Let me go! Or I'll call for help!"

Not far off lay the temporary encampment of the Grand General of the Western Garrison’s army. She was gambling—gambling that this criminal wouldn’t dare act so brazenly.

Upon hearing her threat, the man’s chest shook with laughter. His ragged breath drew closer, brushing against the nape of her neck, lingering at her ear.
"Then go ahead and call out. Louder."

Shen Yurou’s face turned deathly pale. She fell silent.
She had to admit, her bravado was just a façade.

She dared not scream.

This was the ancient world—a place of inequality between men and women.

Even if someone discovered her, the only one to come to ruin would be herself.

Besides, her husband was on duty at the military camp.

In this era, a woman’s chastity outweighed her very life. If she were found out, even if she somehow survived, her marriage would be over.

She bitterly regretted refusing her husband’s offer to escort her back to the inn. Who could have foreseen that such calamity would befall her on such a short stretch of road?

Her hands were pinned, forced into the weeds. The next instant, her body was wrenched apart, pain tearing through her in an inst