I Married a Military Officer Said to Bring Death to His Wife, and He Locks the Door Every Night

[1970s + military marriage + marriage first, love later + portable space + lightly suggestive sweetness + no saintly heroine]

When Shen Wanyin opened her eyes, she had become a wretched village girl in the 1970s, about to be sold by her own father to a fifty-year-old, lame bachelor.

A former top agent, she had one response: “Get lost!”

She grabbed a kitchen knife and smashed the betrothal-gift table, then turned around and married the young military officer of the Huo family, rumored throughout the province to be a hard-hearted wife-killer who kept everyone at arm’s length.

Everyone waited to see how she would die.

But then…

On their wedding night, the cold-faced officer reputed to kill with a look pulled her into his arms with one sweep of his strong hand and murmured hoarsely, “Now that you’re my wife, don’t even think of running.”

Shen Wanyin: “...Weren’t we supposed to treat each other with icy courtesy?”

She thought theirs was a marriage of convenience, but she had no idea this man’s possessiveness ran even deeper than her bottomless portable space.

By day, she smiled as she used the space’s spiritual spring water to grow astonishing crops, keeping the whole military district well-fed and glowing with health.

At night, someone always turned out the lights right on schedule, then murmured in her ear, “Wifey, time to pay your grain to the state.”

Shen Wanyin snapped, “Huo Chengyuan! Behave yourself!”

His lips curved slightly. “I am behaving… I’m doing my best to treat you right.”

Later, her scumbag father showed up with her stepmother, hoping to make her leave with nothing and go home to “fulfill her filial duties.”

Huo Chengyuan wrapped one arm around her waist and signed a troop deployment order with the other, his smile tender yet cold.

“Only I get to put my arm around my wife’s waist. Anyone who so much as touches a hair on her head will have their whole family sent to the Great Northern Wilderness to grow potatoes for the rest of their lives.”

The whole province was stunned. Wasn’t he supposed to be a wife-killer? This was clearly a henpecked husband!