After a Mistaken Marriage, the Obsessive Young Marshal Clings to Her and Begs for Cuddles Every Day

“I heard the young marshal kills without mercy and won’t let anyone within three meters of him.” The servants of the Young Marshal’s Residence have barely finished gossiping when they see the young marshal shamelessly following Yue Jing. “Young Marshal, please behave yourself.” Yue Jing fumes as she tries to pry off the wandering hand of the man who won’t let go of her. “No.” The young marshal grins and pulls her even closer. So the demon who kills without blinking is actually a henpecked husband. “The young marshal has been kneeling all morning. Should we tell him to get up?” Yue Jing glances at the adjutant. “Young Marshal, Madam says you can get up. This is embarrassing with so many people watching.” The adjutant relays her words nervously. “I’m a grown man. If she tells me to get up, I’ll get up? I said I’m not getting up. In this house, I’m the one who has the final say.” The young marshal kneels in the freezing snow, stubbornly holding his head high. Young Marshal, do you have no shame?