I’m the Good, Fertile Little Wife of a Feudal Patriarch

P.S.: Age gap + size difference + an old flame reignited Reincarnated as the awful adopted son of a wealthy family who is about to be thrown out, the original host did everything he could to stir up trouble and court disaster in a bid to seize the family fortune. He repeatedly persecuted his older brothers, who simply watched him put on his act as a two-faced schemer, until he finally set his sights on the true heir to the wealthy family, the Qin family's youngest uncle, Qin Jingzhe. With a mere flick of his fingers, Qin Jingzhe exposed the original host's true colors to everyone. At last, the Qin family decided to stop covering for him and throw him out. To stay with the wealthy family, this little troublemaker set his sights on the Qin family's youngest uncle, who was unrelated to him by blood: the family's new head, a big shot in the business world whom everyone respectfully called Fifth Master Qin. So when Shen Luan opened his eyes, he was being crushed beneath a perfectly sculpted chest, nearly suffocating. A cool laugh came from above him. “Don't act like I bullied you. Are you the type who's bad at it but loves it anyway? You drugged me, so how come you were the one who passed out first?” Shen Luan, who had just transmigrated here: ? His whole body hurt like it had been taken apart, and he curled up for a long while, thinking: If I tell him I'm not the same person anymore, will he believe me? The big shot got out of bed. Once he was standing, he seemed to block out all the daylight beyond the window. Shen Luan: This guy... has to be at least six foot three, right? And those muscles... Aaaaaah! The other man casually tossed him a card with five million on it, his tone tinged with amusement. “As you wished, you can stay now.” Shen Luan: ??? Fine. Who can hold a grudge against money? He thought he would spend the rest of his life living like a pampered parasite, eating his fill and waiting to die. But a month later, he was feeling nauseated, vomiting, and sleepy, and even fainted at a party. The wealthy family's youngest uncle, a retired special forces soldier, the family heir, a domineering old-school patriarch, and Shen Luan's fuck buddy, Qin Jingzhe, rushed over in two strides and scooped him up, then quickly called the family doctor. Staring at the two lines on the pregnancy test, he asked in shock, “What do you mean by that?” The doctor smiled. “It means you're pregnant, young master. A little over a month along. Your morning sickness is rather severe, and you're seriously deficient in qi and blood, so you need to take good care of yourself.” From then on, Shen Luan was kept under the wealthy family's youngest uncle, Qin Jingzhe's, watchful eye. He never mentioned throwing him out again. He even held him in his arms like a baby every day, claiming it was prenatal education for the baby inside the baby. Shen Luan: Do you want to take a look at what you've been teaching? A sweet and satisfying story is up next for preorder: “The Concubine in an Explicit Novel Lies Flat and Follows the Plot” by Gongzi Xunhuan Article ID: 5037615 Synopsis: Yun Tingran transmigrates into a background character, a male concubine in an explicit gay novel. He climbs into his husband's bed and fights tooth and nail for power, even killing the legitimate wife's two children so he can help his own son take the title. His husband, Marquis Huo of Wanping, dies of illness. As long as only his own son remains as heir, the boy can successfully inherit the title. Who could have guessed that his younger brother, Huo XX, who supposedly died on the battlefield, would return and stab Yun Tingran straight through? Newly transmigrated, Yun Tingran trembles, thinking: Am I the one who got stabbed straight through? That's not all. The original Yun Tingran also has a childhood sweetheart and lover. When the Marquis of Wanping dies, the lover takes the initiative and starts flirting with him. Half the steamy scenes in the novel are between him and that childhood sweetheart. The lover is no good either. When Yun Tingran is captured, he takes all his gold, silver, and valuables and runs away. He could have saved him, but chooses to stand by and let him die in the street. His corpse is left out in the sun for seven days and nights, covered in maggots, with no one even bothering to collect it. And then there's his good-for-nothing eldest son. Not only does he fail to inherit the title, but after Yun Tingran dies, he gets himself killed in a fight over a woman while drinking and carousing in a brothel. Talk about karma coming full circle. Yun Tingran: ...No, no, no. Are the Marquis's funds not good enough to spend? Is the household not grand enough? Or do you not have enough fine silks and satins to wear? What could be better than taking charge of the household after your husband dies, taking all the gold and jewels you like, eating as much delicacy as you want, and having songstresses and dancers crawling all over your bed? Just then, the young heir of the Marquis's household, Huo Tingyuan, assumes his father is dead and that this concubine in charge of the household will come to bully him and his sister and fight them for the title. Instead, he hears his uncle say, “You're old enough now. Why not inherit the title as soon as possible? That way, we won't have to worry about complications later.” Huo Tingyuan: ??? Yun Tingran adds, “As for your sister Yu, I've looked into a few suitable matches. The prime minister's eldest son is a good choice. He's passed the provincial examination, and he'd make a fine match for Yu.” Huo Tingyu: ??? Wait, what is this man up to? Wasn't he always against Yu marrying into the prime minister's family, and only willing to let her marry the son of a low-ranking fifth-grade official? After that, Yun Tingran sniffs. “Your father has only just passed away, so it wouldn't be proper for me to show my face in public. Since Tingyuan has inherited the title, I'll stop involving myself in the affairs of the front courtyard as a member of the inner household. You should marry the princess soon. Then we'll live separately. Your new wife can manage the front courtyard, and I'll have more time to myself. It's only a matter of days anyway, so why don't we divide the household today?” Huo Tingyuan has never cared about money and valuables. He's only afraid of losing face and the title, so he agrees to Yun Tingran's request without a second thought, worried that he might change his mind. And so Yun Tingran heads to the treasury, directing everyone as he points at one priceless treasure after another. “This one, this one, and this one... Leave those. Take everything else!” In half a day, the treasury is emptied as if locusts had swept through it! Of course, he doesn't spare anything in the late Marquis Huo's private vault either, except for the dowry that belonged to the late Madam Huo, his first wife. Still, he doesn't shortchange the legitimate son and daughter on their dowries or personal allowances. In fact, he gives them an extra amount equal to Madam Huo's original dowry. That way, when the younger uncle Huo returns, the two won't complain about him. He probably won't go so far as to kill him, but the original novel makes the vicious man's fearsome reputation crystal clear. And so Yun Tingran, with a fortune in hand, lives the good life everyone envies. There's just one problem: that terrifying younger brother-in-law from the original novel, the one even ghosts fear... has come back. The moment the younger brother-in-law gets home, he heads to his sister-in-law's courtyard. Seeing her with a handsome man with a muscular chest in her left arm and a narrow-waisted, puppy-like pretty boy in her right, the terrifying uncle furrows his brow and asks sternly, “Yun Tingran, what are you doing? My elder brother just died, and you're already cheating on him?” Yun Tingran was probably too nervous at the time. Maybe his brain short-circuited, because he blurted out, “Um... do you want to join us?” A warning from the worldline system sounds: Beep, beep, beep. The explicit content is below thirty percent. The worldline is about to collapse. Intruder, you must make up the difference within three days or be forcibly sent back to the original worldline. Sent back to the original worldline? No way! I'm not going back to being a wage slave and getting exploited! What the hell... So this really is an alternate-universe erotic novel, and if the explicit content falls below thirty percent, the worldline collapses? What about all the wealth and glory he worked so hard to get? Was it all just a dream? No way. It's only explicit content, right? His household is full of pretty boys, tough guys, and wild pups. He can pick whoever he likes! So he sends his personal servant to deliver a message: bring over the one who knows best how to sway his hips to spend the night. He's already decided to have him sway his hips and sing on the bed. On a dark and windy night, a tall, lean figure slips into his room. At the height of their passion, the man says, “Sister-in-law, how do you like it? Are you satisfied?” Moral: Even in difficult circumstances, we must keep striving forward