I Raised My Good-for-Nothing Husband into a Regent

I'm the Creator God. I've lived for a hundred thousand years, and now I want to descend to the mortal world and fall in love. I created the perfect man with my own hands: peerlessly handsome, a master of martial arts, and unwaveringly devoted to me. But when I opened my eyes after reincarnating, my perfect husband had become a cold-blooded villain's younger brother. The man I married was the “good-for-nothing” mocked by the entire capital. On our wedding night, he asked me, his ears red: “…How do we consummate the marriage?” The entire capital was waiting to laugh at me. A laughingstock? Who could possibly understand the love life of the Creator God? I'll teach my own husband myself. I accidentally clicked “Complete” while editing the synopsis. If that bothers you, feel free to skip this one.