The Fertile, Delicate Darling Wins Everyone's Affection, and the Brooding General Is Deeply in Love

[Historical romance, sweet indulgence + greedy, delicate beauty + brooding general + highly fertile constitution + more children, more blessings + eight-year age gap]

By imperial decree, Su Huaining, the pampered, soft-hearted young lady of a fallen marquis's household who did little but nibble on pastries, was sent to marry the most terrifying living demon in all of Great Wei: Huo Changyuan, the mighty general who guarded the nation.

Rumor had it that Huo Changyuan was cold, ruthless, and brooding, and despised nothing more than weepy, delicate women.

The people of the capital watched with bated breath, munching sunflower seeds as they bet that this soft beauty wouldn't survive her wedding night.

Who could have guessed that on their wedding night, Su Huaining would lift her veil, eyes brimming with hungry tears, and say, “Husband, I'm hungry. I want some osmanthus pastries…”

The bloodthirsty, fearsome man unexpectedly brought her pastries, knelt on one knee to wipe her mouth, and murmured with dark, feverish eyes, “Once you're done eating, it's time to get down to business.”

With their eight-year age gap, Huo Changyuan came to see Su Huaining as the bane of his life and the treasure in his palm, plotting at every turn to keep her locked in his arms.

Short on food or clothes? He handed over every key to the general's residence storerooms, letting her pick from all the delicacies under heaven!

Someone bullied her? Huo Changyuan gave a cold laugh, and his enemy's entire clan was arrested and exiled overnight!

Everyone said the general was only infatuated for the moment, and that this delicate flower would wither sooner or later.

But thanks to Su Huaining's unusually fertile constitution, she had two children in three years and three in five, and her belly was hardly ever flat!

The cold, brooding General Huo fretted every day: “My Tangtang is so delicate and fond of food. How am I supposed to help her recover after she gives birth this time?”

The people of the capital: “…”

Do you misunderstand what delicate means, or do you misunderstand those young masters behind you who can take apart a house with their bare hands?!