A Husband’s Authority in Decline: The Regent King’s Nightly Spoiling of His Transmigrated Consort

It was just a blood moon, a sign of great misfortune. How did that get her transmigrated?

Fine, she transmigrated, and even got a System, but it was the most basic model. Where was the promised compensation? Where was the promised assistance? How was she supposed to use a version 0.1 System?

The Regent? What was that supposed to mean? She had saved his life, and he repaid her not with a few pounds of gold, but by kidnapping and locking her up! Sure, he gave her the best food, clothes, and comforts, and the Regent himself was the most handsome man around, but she had to find a way home! No phone, no Wi-Fi, no sanitary pads, no takeout, nothing... And with only a baby-stage support System, she couldn’t survive!

But... but... why was she finding it harder and harder to control how often she sneaked glances at him? His indulgence and doting were making her heart draw closer to him. Since he caught her every time she tried to escape, she might as well go along with it. He was a little petty, a little domineering, and a little clingy, but she actually rather liked him. She could figure out how to get home later!

His life had been one of hardship and danger. He had bled and suffered for the stability of the court, and long ago stopped caring about everything else.

But the woman who had struck him to the depths of his soul at first sight became the one thing he could never let go of, the one person he could never stop worrying about.

Why was she always trying to run away? Hadn’t she said he was handsome?

Wouldn’t it be better to stay by his side in peace? Didn’t she know that when he couldn’t see her, he felt like a kite with its string cut, lost and directionless?

Even if he had to give up everything and overturn the world, she would never escape his sight!