After Marrying the Real Powerhouse in a Seventies Novel by Mistake

[Blurb]

Meng Xia transmigrates into a period novel as the fake heiress destined to be cannon fodder. The moment she opens her eyes, her adoptive mother is already packing her off to marry a sickly man who supposedly has only a few years left to live.

Once her husband dies, she will have to spend half her life as a widow in name only!

Meng Xia gives a cold laugh and boards the train.

Compared to the gloomy, taciturn male supporting character in the original novel, marrying a sickly man and living as a widow actually sounds more peaceful.

Spring rain patters down.

When Meng Xia steps off the train, she spots a man standing in the rain beneath an old umbrella. He is lean, with eyes and brows as cold as ice. Though shabby, he still has striking features.

Meng Xia sighs to herself. Fine, he may be down on his luck and in poor health, but at least he is easy on the eyes. She can make do with that for now.

As the days go by, Meng Xia builds a fortune and opens up new opportunities with her excellent cooking, while the man proves himself at the machinery plant. Their life together goes swimmingly.

His career advances, they grow wealthy, and life gets better and better, but something feels off to her.

How come this supposedly sickly man can carry a hundred jin of grain without even getting winded?

How come this supposedly pathetic and useless man can casually solve all the problems she cannot handle?

And how come this supposedly soon-to-be-dead husband not only refuses to die, but gets more and more clingy, his gaze increasingly heated?

As their relationship grows closer, Meng Xia complains to the man beside her about the sinister male supporting character in the original novel, completely unaware that the look in his eyes is growing darker by the minute.

Then, one day, her real fiance shows up at the door, and Meng Xia is struck like lightning.

She married the wrong man!

The one she married wasn't the sickly man. He was the ruthless, gloomy, taciturn big shot from the original story!

And of the goals she had set for herself, "get promoted, get rich, and have her husband die," she has exceeded expectations on the first two. As for the third...

She looks at the man holding her in his arms, his gaze full of unsatisfied desire, and falls into deep thought.

Worse still, when her adoptive mother and the real heiress learn she married a big shot, they come running over in tears to cozy up to her.

Looking at her hypocritical adoptive mother, Meng Xia smiles coldly.

"When you forced me to marry in someone else's place and packed me off to the countryside to wed a sickly man, why didn't you think I might have a day like this?"

[Reading Guide]

1. The heroine is not perfect.

2. If it's not to your taste, please don't flame me. The author is sensitive, orz.

[Coming Soon] After Mistakenly Climbing into the Gloomy Minister's Bed: Please forgive me for switching genres. 💚

To avoid being sold to an old, ugly steward who lusts after her looks, Jian Jia climbs into the bed of the young master of the Xie household in the middle of the night.

She has already made inquiries. Of all the masters in the household, the young master is the gentlest in temperament.

But this must never get out, especially not to the second young master in charge of the household, Xie Lang.

He is ruthless and unpredictable. Anyone who offends him can forget about receiving even the slightest mercy. Just hearing his name makes Jian Jia shiver.

They spend a passionate night together, and she does everything she can to serve the man beside her. Unfortunately, it is too dark to see his face, and she dares not light a candle.

Jian Jia thinks that if she gets pregnant, she can use the child to escape her status as a servant. That would be the best outcome.

A few days later, she hears that the second young master in charge of the Xie household has completed his term in Bianzhou and recently returned to the capital.

Everyone knows that he was once the top scorer in the imperial examinations, inherited his title at a young age, and has practically held the entire Xie clan together by himself. No one in the household dares not fear him.

Jian Jia would never dare look up at him. That day, she is ordered to enter with a group of maids and serve tea and refreshments. After bowing, she is about to withdraw when the second young master, seated at his desk, speaks in a calm voice. "You, stay."

The maids around her lower their heads and file out. Jian Jia freezes in terror. That voice sounds strangely familiar.

Jian Jia cautiously raises her head. Before her is a face as beautiful as jade, but his words are chilling. "Don't recognize me? You weren't this afraid of me that night."

Xie Lang never expected a maid like Jian Jia to be so bold.

She dares climb into his bed in the dead of night, yet by day she is on intimate terms with his younger brother.

And the brazen Jian Jia even dares to bargain with him. "Second Master, I'm willing to serve you at night. I only ask that you don't take your anger out on him..."

Xie Lang, who has always kept his emotions hidden, is set ablaze with fury by those words.

Fine. Very well.

Just how does he fall short of that young brat? What is it that Jian Jia wants, wealth and security, that he cannot give her?

Theme: A life of prosperity and happiness.