What Should I Do About My Husband and My Lover Not Getting Along?

When Jiang Yingyue first married Lin Zhaoxue, she happily agreed to every one of the new marriage rules he laid down, though they were practically tyrannical.

After all, he was the most handsome man she'd seen since she transmigrated into a book. She could put up with anything for him.

The rules included, but weren't limited to: she couldn't spend more than the time it took an incense stick to burn alone with any man other than Lin Zhaoxue; she had to be home before four and couldn't stay out overnight; she couldn't get within an arm's length of another man; and she couldn't...

All those rules and restrictions didn't bother Jiang Yingyue. At least, they didn't bother her during the first year of their marriage.

Until one day, she took it upon herself to rescue a man and bring him home.

Because of the rules, she could only hide him outside and make sure Lin Zhaoxue didn't find out.

She had no idea that the man had come all the way from Miaojiang, had spent years searching for her, and had planted a love gu in her.

*

For some reason, Jiang Yingyue felt like she was growing less and less fond of her husband, Lin Zhaoxue.

And Lin Zhaoxue seemed to have stopped liking her, too. He was always looking at her, but never said a word, as if he had something to say and couldn't bring himself to say it.

Jiang Yingyue thought he wanted to divorce her but was too embarrassed to bring it up. So one day, when Lin Zhaoxue kissed her forehead before heading out, she asked for a divorce, just as he seemed to want.

Lin Zhaoxue looked at her with dark, deep eyes. As before, he remained silent for a long time.

His eyelids lowered, and his pale face was as gentle as ever. But perhaps she imagined it: the corners of his eyes, neither raised nor slanted, seemed to be tinted by the sunset, glowing faintly red.

Jiang Yingyue thought she wouldn't get an answer.

Then he spoke. "Is it only the bug that's bewitching you? Is there something else?"

*

Lin Zhaoxue's hand, hidden in his sleeve, slowly crushed the love gu he'd just taken from her body. In his ears, Jiang Yingyue's voice said she wanted a divorce.

"Lin Zhaoxue, I don't think I like you anymore..."

As her lips moved, Lin Zhaoxue's eyes darkened like night, while his red lips slowly blossomed into a smile.

He gently brushed her lips with his fingers, then touched her throat and collarbone. His face wore a smile like moonlight spilling across the steps, but in his heart, desire was an endless abyss.

He had clearly removed the bug, yet she still seemed bewitched.

It didn't matter. He could crush the bug, and the woman, too.

She should... No, she could only love him.

2025.10.20

Theme: Treat others with sincerity.