My Darling Husband, Don’t Be Afraid, I’m Here

A sweet historical romance.

A sunny, cheerful, shamelessly flirtatious heroine x a sickly, haughty, adorable hero.

Jiang Yao is the least favored concubine-born daughter in the Marquis’s household. Forced to take another bride’s place, she marries the sickly heir who, according to rumor, won’t live past next year.

On their wedding night, Jiang Yao trembles beneath the bridal bed curtains, but the heir doesn’t even lift her veil. Coughing, he heads to the study.

The entire capital is betting on when Jiang Yao will become a widow.

Then the haunted house at the Duke’s estate is plagued by ghosts, and not even the most renowned monks and Daoist priests can help.

Jiang Yao sneaks in with the peachwood sword from her dowry and beats a century-old vengeful ghost until it drops to its knees and calls her “Mom.”

The next day, the frail young heir, Lu Sui, leans against the headboard and asks with a smile, “My lady, where did you go to stretch your legs last night?”

Jiang Yao lowers her head and plays dumb. “I was sleepwalking…”

He suddenly takes the right hand she used to haul off and beat the ghost and presses it to his pale lips. “Next time, take me with you. I’ll cheer you on.”

…And so begins a love affair as sudden as a home invasion.