The Sickly Prince Begs for a Hug from His Doting Physician Consort

She transmigrates straight into a marriage with a stunningly handsome, scheming, and possessive prince. Unhappy with the arranged marriage, he keeps a harem of beauties in his manor. He thinks tormenting his wife will be fun, but never expects to end up with a treasure of a physician consort.

“Your Highness, I want the moon in the sky.”

“Be good. I’ll pluck it down for you.”

“Get lost, you bastard. I can’t stand those women you keep around.”

“This prince is so hurt. There’s no one else, only you. My beloved consort, give me a hug.”