She used to be a fool. But she married to Hercules Qin, the General in Chu's Dynasty, the dream lover of women in this country. It was said that she got the marriage by playing dumb. The General had another woman he loved. It was a snowy day when they had the wedding, the snow fading the happiness the wedding should have. Hercules was dressed in a wedding suit with broad sleeves and a narrow waist. The bright red made him looked taller and more handsome. However, His glance to Sandy Shen was full with disgust, "I don't like a fool. Since you are my wife now, do what you should do. I will provide you with food and money, but you should be obedient." He didn't look back at her expression and left without any hesitation. On their wedding night, darkness swept the room as the red candles burn out. All the servants thought General would not come back home tonight, so none of them took care of Sandy, the new bride being less favoured. The empty corridor was quiet and cold. Only a few lanterns were left, lighting the cold night. A tall figure broke into the room blatantly. He held her in his arms, kissing her lips cruelly. Then he pressed her against the embroidered bed and tore her wedding dress. Sandy obediently bore what he was doing, for she loved him. With a groan, he invaded into her. The pain almost tore Sandy apart. She bowed slightly, and couldn't help but frown, crying, "it's hurt." The man paused but continued soon as if he didn't hear it. He held her hands above her head, rampaging around as a tyrant. It was a mess on the bed when she woke up. He had gone. From the day on, Sandy didn't see him any longer. It seemed that he had forgotten her just like a pair of worn shoes. Sandy was the General's wife only in name; Emma Liu was in charge of all affairs in General Mansion. The servants in General's Mansion would call Emma as 'Madam.' Emma was just the sweetheart of Hercules. One day, Sandy went to Hercules' yard. She forgot to hold an umbrella. The snowflakes fell on her hair and eyebrows, making her look more elegant. The two were having sex. It snowed heavily.When they finished, snow had covered Sandy making her be a snowman. Hercules said lazily with heroicas he went out of the room. "What are you doing here? You can't come here without my permission." Emma asked with a tender voice, "General, who is outside?" With disdain, Hercules gazed at Sandy, "an irrelevant person." Sandy suddenly said as Hercules was about to come inside. "General, I'm here to sent you clothes." She stretched out her hand, handing the neatly folded clothes to him. It was a cold winter, so Sandy learned to make clothes to keep Hercules from coldness. At the same time, Emma walked out unsteadily. Hercules held her into his arms in no time. Staring at the clothes and her swollen fingers due to the sewing, Hercules snorted. "Save you; I don't think you have to do this." Emma rested on Hercules's chest, persuading, "General, don't be angry. She did this for you, so just take it. " Emma gracefully walked down the steps, getting to Sandy. She provoked her with a smile. Then she took the clothes, whispering in Sandy's ear, "You're so considerate." Subconsciously, Sandy didn't want this woman to touch the clothes, for the smell on her was disgusting. But somehow, Emma fell backward for the icy ground. Hercules thought that Sandy pushed Emma intentionally. Sandy was sacred of the scene that Emma struggled but could not get up. A chill slight shot to Sandy; it was from Hercules. When Sandy met Hercules's eyesight, she shrank back. Hercules was so angry that he waved her away, hitting on her hard. The hit imbalanced Sandy, so she fell as well. The icy ground was hard to get up; the clothes slid down the ground. It was so painful that she couldn't get up. Her whole body was covered with piercing coldness. Taking a deep breath, Sharon didn't care about herself. The new clothes slipped from her hand and scattered on the ground. The Black boots stepped on her hands as she touched the clothes. She gave a choked cry, curling up for the hurt. Holding Emma, Hercules looked down at Sandy as if she was an ant, "If you do this again, I will cut your hand off." Then he went with Emma. Emma's silky belt was blown by the wind, softening the stone-hearted Hercules. "Get out! Don't come here without my permission." "General, please forgive her. It's all my fault." Sandy slowly stood up, picking up the clothes wet by the snow. She folded them carefully. Taking a deep breath, she put it at the door of Hercules's room. Unexpectedly, Emma sent the clothes back on the second day. The clothes had been cut into pieces. Emma said with disdain. "He is a General, so he has everything that he needed. I don't think he will put on this kind of clothes. Stop trying to please General, or I will punish you harder." Emma rolled eyes, adding with contempt, "since you are General's wife, you should get rid of your identity as a price."