My National Preceptor Is a Yandere, So I Have to Keep Him Happy!

Feng Xiangqing never expected that, after dying, she would transmigrate from being the greatest puppeteer in the world into a good-for-nothing!

“Madam! The Imperial Preceptor is having another episode!”

Becoming a good-for-nothing would have been bad enough, but why did she also have to end up with an obsessive husband?

“Madam, I need a hug from you to feel better.” The man smiled sweetly, his peerlessly beautiful face framed by a pair of pale blue eyes that seemed to hold a thousand autumn waters.

Feng Xiangqing swallowed. Her husband was almost too bewitchingly handsome.

Oh well, a husband of her own had to be indulged...