After Kissing My Fake Husband

Sun Funnuan, the sixteen-year-old daughter of a low-ranking seventh-rank official, had reached the age for an arranged marriage.

She had lost her mother as a child and had no one to arrange a match for her, so she had to take matters into her own hands.

After much thought, she set her sights on Chen Fuyou, heir to the Duke of Zheng’s estate.

The title of Duke of Zheng was hereditary, and Chen Fuyou was his only son.

He was strikingly handsome, elegant as an immortal, and as radiant as the moon.

Aside from being a little cold, he was flawless in every way.

If she could marry him, she would become the heir’s wife the moment she entered the household, and any children she bore would enjoy a lifetime of wealth and comfort.

But their stations were worlds apart. To marry into the ducal household, she would have to resort to underhanded tricks.

For instance, she could fall into the water in front of him and, once he rescued her, pressure him to marry her on the grounds that they had been physically intimate.

Or she could drug him with a potent aphrodisiac and offer herself as the antidote.

Sun Funnuan took a tumble, and somehow seven years passed.

She awoke in Fuyuan, the ducal estate, where the maid attending her called her the young madam.

Her husband was none other than Chen Fuyou.

Could anything be more delightful?

But she soon realized that something was very wrong.

Chen Fuyou wouldn’t let her see her father.

He wouldn’t let her see her brother.

And he wouldn’t even let her give orders to her personal maid.

She couldn’t help suspecting that her husband, Chen Fuyou, had confined her.

He had probably found out about her underhanded tricks and was planning to torment her to death.

To save her life, Sun Funnuan took the initiative and wrote a divorce agreement.

But Chen Fuyou had only one thing to say: “Give up on that idea now. Divorce has no place in my life.”

Since she couldn’t leave, Sun Funnuan decided to make the best of their marriage.

She bathed until she smelled sweet, put on a sheer dress, and fell into his arms.

With a gentle, flirtatious look, she hinted, “Don’t you want a clever, adorable baby?”

The man fell for it, and his attitude toward her gradually softened.

Beneath the lingering moonlight and behind the gauzy red curtains, every sinew in his body seemed to brim with wild, surging desire. “What else do you want? Your husband will give you anything.”

She thought she had finally secured her place as the young madam, but then an unwelcome guest arrived at the household.

Chen Fuyou’s sworn enemy, Zhao Ruicheng.

He shoved a marriage contract at her. “Look for yourself. Aren’t both our names on it? You’re my wife, Zhao Ruicheng’s. I’m your husband!”

Sun Funnuan was thunderstruck. After losing her memory, had she mistaken her husband, called the wrong man her husband, and gone to bed with the wrong man?

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Everyone knew the crown prince was cold, sinister, and violently unhinged.

Ever since he became bedridden, not a single woman dared approach him.

Everyone thought he would end up alone for the rest of his life.

But no one expected a delicate beauty to appear at his side one day.

The crown prince was woken from his sleep by a soft, plaintive sob.

He opened his eyes irritably.

The lovely young woman beside him timidly took his hand, weeping so prettily that she looked like a rain-drenched pear blossom. “I have admired Your Highness for so long. If I cannot care for you in this life, I would rather die.”

The young beauty was gentle and considerate. She not only fed him his medicine, but also helped him bathe.

Every day, after tending to him with all her heart, she gazed at him with doe eyes and said, “Your Highness, you’re so handsome. You’re the most dashing man in the world! I’d be happy to look after you for the rest of my life!”

Later, surrounded by the tender affection she had carefully cultivated, the crown prince got back on his feet.

Just as he was about to appoint her crown princess, the little beauty who had promised to care for him for life ran away!

The crown prince: He’d been seduced and abandoned!

Lu Xi was ordered by the empress to care for the crown prince.

Once he was back on his feet, she would receive one hundred thousand taels of gold.

The day she took her reward and left the capital, Lu Xi had never felt so bright and cheerful.

She boarded a pleasure boat, planning to travel south, but a familiar figure appeared at the bow.

A haunting voice, as if risen from the depths of hell, sounded at the same time: “Weren’t you going to take care of me for the rest of your life? I can’t let you down.”

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