The man was hit on the forehead, though there was no blood, he was dizzy, and now, being grabbed by the neck, he found it hard to breathe and had no strength to respond, only managing to roll his eyes.
"Dasheng, let go, if you squeeze any harder, your husband will be strangled to death." Master Jia hurried over and pried his daughter's hand open.
Yang Ruxin choked again, Dasheng? This girl is called Jia Dasheng? That's a great name indeed.
Actually, Miss Jia's real name is Jia Dasheng. It's because Master Jia had a wish for his daughter to have lots of children, but unfortunately, after having this one, not a single one of the seven or eight concubines had any children.
Having been released, the groom finally could breathe. After coughing for a while, he regained his senses and opened his eyes.
"Husband, it's great that you're okay." Miss Jia immediately smiled, and her voice was as loud as a bell.
The groom twitched his lips.
