The Prime Minister's House: The Little Husband Who Faked His Marriage

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Given a second life, Luo Shuheng, who had died a horrible death in his previous life, packed his things and latched onto a poor scholar with no parents.

"We're betrothed. You have to marry me." He held up a cheap jade pendant he'd bought for a few coins on the road, looking utterly serious.

In his previous life, the poor scholar had been brilliant and risen to the position of Chief Grand Secretary. If Luo Shuheng married him, he could use his influence to get revenge.

The poor scholar stared at him expressionlessly. After a while, Luo Shuheng started to get nervous. He was about to take back the pendant and think of another plan when the man plucked it from his hand.

He cautiously looked up and saw the poor scholar's lips curl into a smile. "All right."

For some reason, a chill ran down Luo Shuheng's back. "I-I don't want you to marry me anymore."

The poor scholar's smile grew gentler, but his tone brooked no argument. "We agreed to be married. How can you take it back?"

Xu Zeyan had a handsome face, but he was truly a poor scholar. Fortunately, he was a transmigrator with a clever mind, and passed the prefectural examination as a licentiate before he was eighteen.

His status as a licentiate brought a steady stream of marriage proposals. The suitors all wanted to keep him under their thumb, help him rise to power, and then benefit from his success. He refused them every time.

One day, a well-dressed young master came to his home. Clutching a shoddy jade pendant, he demanded that Xu Zeyan honor their betrothal.

Xu Zeyan scoffed inwardly. He'd seen this sort of thing plenty of times. He was about to refuse when the young master looked up.

The words on Xu Zeyan's lips suddenly caught. A smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Since time immemorial, talented scholars had been paired with beauties. A beauty like this was a perfect match for him.

Since the young master had offered himself up, Xu Zeyan would gladly... accept.

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Luo Shuheng, the young master of the Luo family, was a rare beauty, but had been raised to be meek and timid.

Who could have guessed that after a bout of illness, the young master would become so bold as to find himself a poor scholar for a husband?

Everyone said he was crazy. He would surely end up living in poverty, eating coarse food, and turning into a rough peasant.

But they waited and waited, and all they saw was the poor scholar rising higher and higher. The young master went with him to the capital, became a man of distinction, and grew ever more elegant.

Reader's Guide:

1. One-on-one, both characters are faithful to each other; includes childbirth.

2. Contains fictional elements. Please don't scrutinize it for historical accuracy.

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After his father died of illness, Fang Junyan decided to take a live-in son-in-law to preserve the family fortune and continue the Fang family line.

Though he was handsome, he'd had extraordinary strength since childhood, and his reputation was poor. Everyone feared he'd beat them to death, so no one wanted to marry into his family.

With no other choice, he went to the neighboring town, disguised himself as a delicate young man, and lured a live-in son-in-law home with a meal.

He'd carefully chosen this son-in-law: handsome, well-built, and a penniless scholar with nothing to his name. Fang Junyan was confident he could keep the man under control and be the one calling the shots.

On their wedding night, he smashed a stool with one blow. Half threatening, half tempting, he said, "I married you so you'd carry on the Fang family line. If you behave, I'll make sure you eat well and have everything you need to study. If you don't, you'll end up like this stool."

When his husband didn't move, Fang Junyan thought he'd successfully intimidated him and gloated inwardly. He was about to say a few more words when the man smashed the table with one blow and looked at him with an amused smile.

Fang Junyan: ...

He was done for. He seemed to have brought home someone extraordinary.

Divorce! He had to divorce him!

Han Zhiming had struggled to survive in a post-apocalyptic wasteland for years when he unexpectedly acquired a System that connected two worlds. Then he transmigrated into the body of an undocumented man, mistaken for a scholar fleeing disaster.

In this world, undocumented people were arrested. The System advised him to marry someone, so it could secretly arrange a legal identity for him.

How could two people from different worlds fall in love? Han Zhiming wanted no part of it.

One day, the System gave him a final warning: if he didn't obtain legal status in this world, it would punish him by making him go hungry for the rest of his life.

Just then, a delicate, handsome youth fell right in front of him and shyly asked him to help him up.

Han Zhiming saw through the youth's attempt to ensnare him, curled his lips, and stepped forward to help him up.

Since the youth had offered himself up, Han Zhiming wouldn't hold back.

On their wedding night, the youth dropped his delicate act and tried to intimidate him with force.

Han Zhiming found it amusing, so he showed off a little. The youth's expression changed at once, and he pleaded pitifully, "Actually, I have a condition. I've thought it over carefully, and I don't want to hold you back, so we should part ways. I'll give you some money."

Han Zhiming gave a soft laugh and replied with two icy words: "No way."

After they married, Fang Junyan tried every way he could think of to divorce his husband, but was always overpowered. All he could do was grit his teeth and get on with life.

Later, he discovered that Han Zhiming wasn't a weak scholar, but a traveling merchant.

Later still, he found out that Han Zhiming wasn't a traveling merchant, but an immortal.

And later still, he realized that Han Zhiming was neither a traveling merchant nor an immortal. He was a jerk!

Rubbing his aching lower back, Fang Junyan decided he would never let Han Zhiming into his room again.

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