The Lucky Husband of a Cannon-Fodder Heiress

Qiao Yanan was brilliant, brave, and exceptionally talented at strategy. Neither her knowledge nor her abilities were inferior to any man’s.

Yet because she was a woman, she lost to her utterly useless younger half-brother.

Her father said, “A woman has to marry sooner or later. The Qiao family’s business must never fall into the hands of an outsider. You have only yourself to blame for being a woman.”

Her fiancé said, “What man doesn’t cheat? I only did what men everywhere do. You have only yourself to blame for taking things so seriously.”

She couldn’t understand. Was treating everyone equally so hard? Was staying faithful so hard? Was it so hard to love just one woman for a lifetime?

Then she transmigrated into a man.

And not just any man: a shameless, lecherous, gluttonous, lazy good-for-nothing who sold his children, abused his wife, and had ambitions loftier than the heavens despite a life as fragile as paper.

Qiao Yanan: “...”

Since she was here, she would make the best of it. From a penniless hoodlum to a wealthy imperial merchant, from a powerless nobody to an emperor who ruled all beneath heaven, one woman always stood by his side.

He spent his life proving that treating everyone equally wasn’t so hard, and neither was loving just one person for a lifetime.