The timid third young lady of the marquis’s household was tricked into becoming the bride of the disgraced Prince of Qin.
Rumor had it that the prince was moody and cruel, and everyone waited for the new princess consort to be tortured to death.
But then:
When the prince drank himself into a stupor, she tossed him into a wine vat for the whole night. He nearly turned into vintage wine.
When the prince gambled, she won ten thousand taels, then smashed the gambling den. No one dared take him gambling again.
When the prince went horseback riding, she ordered his horse slaughtered for meat. He wept as he declared it delicious.
Later, the leading contenders for the throne fought each other to death, leaving the prince as the sole heir. He became crown prince.
The prince, finally able to hold his head high, declared drunkenly, “I’m going back to divorce that shrew!”
Everyone laughed, waiting for the princess consort to be cast aside.
The next day, he limped before the emperor and wailed:
“Father, I don’t want to be crown prince anymore. My wife is about to leave me.”
According to a servant at the Prince of Qin’s residence, ever since the prince married his princess consort, their washboards wore out three times faster than usual.
P.S. I’m terrible at writing blurbs. A powerful couple, both pure-hearted; she transmigrates and pampers her husband. A scheming, tea-green prince versus an all-capable shrew.
It's very beautiful. It surpasses many ancient time travel texts. You must work hard and finish writing. I wish you will get better and better as you write, and the more you write, the more exciting it will be...
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