My Fake, Sickly Husband

When all the flowers bloom, I hold back. When my flower blooms, every other flower withers.

A tangled scheme of love and hate led her to the wrong bridal sedan, where she married a sickly husband who kept threatening to kill her.

Three years later...

"My dear consort, I believe fate brought us together. Nothing could ever part us," the prince mused.

The woman he addressed set down the letter in her hand and shot him a sidelong glance. "Sorry, Siyi is pregnant and wants me in Jiangnan to keep her company while she rests. Your seventh brother wrote to say trouble's brewing in Mobei, so he wants you to lead troops to the northern frontier."

The prince let out a wail. "My dear consort, does your conscience not hurt at all?"