The Pretty Little Wife Is in Tears Again After Her Husband Bullies Her

[Historical romance / married first, love later / sweet romance] Love-struck, devoted general × gentle, alluring beauty A sweet romance that begins with marriage, 1v1 and both leads are inexperienced. The male lead is a devoted, dog-like romantic, and the female lead is a gentle beauty. - Zhou Jin comes from a distinguished family. His older sister is the empress, and he is the youngest son of the Duke of Zhenguo, a young general renowned for his military achievements. He went to war at fifteen and spent his days living by the blade. He had no interest in marriage, but just before he returned to the capital, his sister wrote to say she would find him a suitable match. He was a rough man who spent most of the year away from home. What mattered most to him was marrying a virtuous woman, so his household would stay peaceful. So he replied, “Just find me someone gentle and virtuous.” The empress doted on her younger brother and immediately picked the most talented and beautiful noblewoman in the capital. With one imperial decree, the legitimate daughter of Chancellor Shen became the envy of the entire city. - Zhou Jin thought marriage was nothing more than adding another place setting. When they first met, he realized just how wrong he was. Her eyelashes trembled, his heart skipped wildly, and he fled in a panic. The beauty thought the general was unwilling to marry her and prepared herself for a lifetime of mutual respect without love. Little did she know that the misunderstood man dreamed sweetly at night, his mind filled with the way she had softly called him “General.” Zhou Jin, you’re such a disappointment. - On their wedding night, the beauty’s skin was as white as jade, her eyes glistening with tears as she timidly called him “husband.” The man dropped his mask and pounced like a hungry wolf, holding her close night after night. At first, the beauty would call to him with red-rimmed eyes, “Husband…” Later, she stood with a pregnant belly, one hand on her aching back, and scolded him, “Zhou Jin, are you a dog?” The man buried his face in the crook of her neck. “Woof.”