Young Marshal, Your Wife Is Playing Dead for Laughs Again

“Young Marshal, just hear me out! I really didn't mean to dye your favorite warhorse to look like a zebra!”

A 192-cm ice-cold warlord × a 158-cm goofy, sweet wife. What she thought would be imprisonment turns out to be a case of her taming him instead.

The whole city is waiting for the young marshal to divorce his wife, but instead he spoils his little bride rotten.