After the Sick Beauty Chuai Zai Rebelled Against Her Husband

【Chapters 1–22 have been fully rewritten. The new version starts with a game of chess in Chapter 1. If that’s not what you see, try leaving and reopening the page~】 A friend’s novel recommendation: My Little Marquis, Have You Been Causing Trouble Again Today? by Sili Handsome top, pretty bottom | Mpreg | Already an old married couple from the start 🥰 Yan Du, Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, was born with a strikingly beautiful face. He always wore a faint smile for everyone, except for one person: his hatred for Prince Yu, Xie Zheng, was impossible to hide. Yan Du was ice-cold toward His Highness Prince Yu, even downright nasty. Whenever he saw Xie Zheng, his face turned livid and he would sweep away. He also impeached Prince Yu time and again, with every word hitting home, as if he couldn’t wait to send Xie Zheng straight back to his fief. Xie Zheng was just as determined to antagonize Lord Yan. He secretly associated with Yan Du’s political enemies and even sent men to surround his residence, waiting for a chance to kill the Grand Secretary. Everyone knew they were sworn enemies who could never coexist. What nobody knew was that, every night at the dead of night, Xie Zheng would appear in his “enemy’s” bed in disheveled clothes and thoroughly have his way with Yan Du. Whenever Yan Du was left tearful and begging for mercy, Xie Zheng would bite the tip of his ear and whisper, “Since you rebuff me in court during the day, you have to let me get a little sweetness back at night…” Yan Du trembled as he pushed at him, trying to keep his voice down. “Be quieter… The child’s asleep in the room next door.” Xie Zheng held him tighter, kissing his sweat-damp brows and teasing, “I’m not necessarily the loud one. You should be the one to hold back, my dear, so we don’t wake your son.” A memorial on the small table accidentally slipped to the floor. It was another impeachment of Prince Yu: “Indulging in wine and women, secretly keeping concubines, taking more than regulations permit…” Xie Zheng closed the memorial, then pinned the “concubine” described in it beneath him. “Tell me, my dear, does what we’re doing count as debauchery?” 【Bonus Scene】 Yan Du had three things in his life that he regretted with all his heart: First, he was drugged with an aphrodisiac and ended up in bed with a lecher without knowing how it happened. Second, afterward, he became pregnant with that lecher’s child. Third, when the lecher came to ask for his hand in marriage, Yan Du had a momentary lapse in judgment and said yes. Yan Du looked back on it and thought, What was I thinking? I must have lost my mind. More than ten years passed in a flash. He came back to himself and looked up at the father and son kneeling on the floor. Well, at least they knew how to behave. “Wait, Xie Congyu, why are you kneeling?” Yan Du asked, looking at his son in confusion. The young heir looked up. “Father said I look like him, and seeing me makes Mother angry, so I have to kneel too.” Xie Zheng: “…” (mortified) Yan Du’s hand tightened around his teacup. “Xie. Zheng!” A ridiculously capable henpecked big dog x a ruthless, formidable wife and loving mother, a little fox The top has foreign blood, deep blue eyes, curly hair, and is a handsome 190-centimeter mountain of a man. The bottom is a flirtatious beauty, frail in the modern-day storyline. 1. Yan Du and Shen Lingwen are the same person. In their youth: young prince x young marquis. There’s a reason the bottom’s identity changes. They’re each other’s one and only, and nothing will come between them. This couple is locked in for good. 2. Mpreg, with a very long pregnancy. The first child gets a lot of page time and calls the top and bottom Dad and Mom. It’s the author’s personal preference: I get incredibly happy when the baby calls the bottom “Mom.” 3. The little head often takes over the big head. 4. Not much political intrigue, and the plot makes no logical sense. It’s just for fun, so feel free to leave your brain here 📦 Second preview: An Old Married Couple in a Tragic Love Story Que Mi, King of Xiliang, and his consort, Shen Bi, spent decades hating each other. Even after having a son and a daughter, they remained enemies, locked in a struggle that could only end with one of them dead. In the end, Que Mi died at his wife’s hands. His companion of more than ten years forced him to drink poison. He fell at Shen Bi’s feet, blood filling his mouth as he groaned, “I hate you…” Shen Bi avenged his dead elder brother, then calmly drank poison and died. When he opened his eyes again, he had been reborn at sixteen. Shen Bi was still in the Central Plains, disguised as a woman and living as a princess. His elder brother was about to go to war. He knew that in his previous life, it was this very battle that had led to his brother’s death at Que Mi’s hands. To save his brother, Shen Bi decided to kill Que Mi first, and volunteered to accompany the army as its supervisor. At the border, Que Mi was as arrogant and defiant as ever. He had already drawn his bow on an enemy commander, but the moment he saw the face of the Central Plains princess, he abruptly lowered it. Caught in a sudden blizzard on the road, Shen Bi was trapped in a cave. In the pitch-black night, Que Mi walked in, holding a long saber. Shen Bi drew his own blade and drove it toward Que Mi’s heart. Que Mi easily caught his wrist and said coldly, “Your Highness, wasn’t once enough when it came to killing your husband?” That night, Shen Bi came down with a fever. Curled up in the arms of the man who had been his husband in his previous life, he called Que Mi’s name again and again. In his mind’s eye, he saw Que Mi dying at his feet in his previous life, consumed by hatred to the very end. He jolted awake. But Que Mi had him pinned beneath him, biting at the base of his ear as he ground out, “Do you have any idea how much I hate you?” Shen Bi was no match for him and spent the whole night crying through his punishment. Afterward, Shen Bi dreamed of his previous life many times. What he didn’t know was that whenever Que Mi was alone with their children, he would lie and tell them their parents were on good terms. Their young daughter didn’t understand. She asked her father, “But why does Mother cry every day?” Que Mi sighed, pain in his voice. “Because I hurt the person your mother loves most.” A friend’s historical BL novel recommendation: My Little Marquis, Have You Been Causing Trouble Again Today? by Sili Young Marquis Wei has a terrible personality, but he’s so good-looking that even his bad behavior has a certain charm. * Wei Zhuo was spoiled rotten from childhood, growing into an arrogant, overbearing young man who looked down on everyone. But he had a handsome face. His classmates admired him, his sworn enemy coveted him, and even a prince couldn’t stop thinking about him. At a spring banquet, the sons of noble families gathered together, and the Seventh Prince took the initiative to approach him. With everyone watching, Wei Zhuo chuckled, raised his wine cup, and splashed the Seventh Prince in the face. “You think you’re worthy?” Unfortunately, fortunes change. The emperor died, a new emperor took the throne, and the Yongning Marquis chose the wrong side. Wei Zhuo fell from the clouds into the mud, and everyone waited to see him make a fool of himself. But the first person to appear at the gates of the marquis’s residence was the former Seventh Prince, now the new emperor. * Growing up in the imperial family, Chu Zhao always knew that if he wanted something, he had to take it by force. So he seized the throne from his aging father, and Wei Zhuo from the crown prince. Chu Zhao hated Wei Zhuo. He hated all the eyes that coveted him. He hated how Wei Zhuo thought the world beneath him. Most of all, he hated that Wei Zhuo had never once been willing to look his way. But when the once-spirited young Marquis Wei lay beneath him, Chu Zhao realized that what he hated most was that Wei Zhuo had never cared about him. * After the new emperor ascended the throne, the deposed crown prince was supposed to enter the palace and give thanks before being sent to his fief. Behind layers of gauzy curtains, he knelt and gave thanks, not daring to raise his head. Behind the curtains, Chu Zhao pressed close to Wei Zhuo’s ear, biting and kissing him. “Why aren’t you saying anything, Young Marquis?” It was as if he were determined to make Wei Zhuo cry out. Wei Zhuo gritted his teeth, bit down on the wrist offered to him, and forced out a single word: “Bastard!” Bonus Scene Everyone in the capital thought Wei Zhuo would suffer after entering the palace. But he kept his title, was granted special permission to enter the palace, and ate and lived with the emperor. Far from being humiliated, the young marquis seemed to be enjoying even greater favor and glory than before. In truth, he suffered plenty. It was just hard to say where he suffered and what sort of suffering it was. Reader Advisory 1. One-on-one romance, a bottom adored by everyone, both leads are each other’s first and only. They’re not getting split up or switched. The leads only have eyes for each other; everyone else is just cannon fodder. 2. A feel-good story with no logic and a mountain of author-created details. 3. The author is letting their kinks run wild, and the little head may take charge at any time. Don’t force yourself to read if it’s not your thing. Brainstormed in 2025 Theme: Love can overcome any obstacle. Don’t sink into decay; face difficulties head-on.