My Husband Is a Tyrant

*Main story complete

Jiang Sheng had only ever suffered one hardship in his life: iced Americano.

His parents doted on him, and his older brother looked after him. He married his childhood sweetheart right after graduating from college.

He sighed, “Honey, everything has always gone my way.”

But then disaster struck.

His husband died in a car accident, and overnight Jiang Sheng became a young widower. He cried day after day, night after night, until one time in the bath, dazed and distracted, he slipped into the tub and went glug-glug-glug.

He kicked the bucket and went off to enjoy the afterlife with his husband.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Sheng had transmigrated to the Great Qian dynasty, where he had become a pitiful pawn sent by his family to marry the notoriously violent Northern Conquering Prince.

Jiang Sheng tried everything: crying, throwing a fit, even threatening to hang himself.

How could he marry anyone else? He already had a husband!!

But none of it worked. Bound hand and foot with red silk, he was bundled up and sent to the prince’s manor.

He huddled in a corner, trembling, his face streaked with tears. Suddenly, he heard a door open, followed by a man’s icy, disgusted voice: “Throw him out and get rid of him.”

At the order, several servants came to seize Jiang Sheng. In the chaos, he looked up, saw the Northern Conquering Prince’s face, and froze.

He stared blankly at him. “Honey?”

…

After finding his husband again, Jiang Sheng went back to living the good life. He did miss his family a little, but here he had his husband to wait on him hand and foot. With food brought to him and clothes laid out for him, he was even more comfortable than before.

The only thing he didn’t like was that people here loved spreading rumors.

He’d overheard a few, all badmouthing his husband. They called him cruel and violent, said he was a bloodthirsty fiend.

What a load of crap!

He knew his husband! He was the gentlest, most considerate man, always polite and courteous!

Until one night, Jiang Sheng woke from a nightmare and reached across the bed, only to find his husband gone. Rubbing his eyes, he stumbled out to look for him.

Somehow, he found his way to a secret chamber at the back. Just as he reached the door, he heard a shrill scream.

Jiang Sheng shuddered in fright.

Standing in the doorway, he saw his husband looking colder and sterner than he’d ever seen him. The man wiped blood from his hands with a cloth and casually ordered someone to drag the corpse out and feed it to the dogs.

Jiang Sheng: Meow?

Bonus scene 1*

The Northern Conquering Prince was a bloodthirsty, unpredictable killer. People said the pitiful one the Jiang family had sent him wouldn’t last three days.

But less than half a month later, the prince had obtained an imperial decree to marry Jiang Sheng.

The courtyard was piled high with jade and precious treasures. Servants stood outside the curtains holding trays, scarcely daring to breathe as they listened to the prince gently coaxing someone inside.

“Baby, I was wrong. I’ll listen next time. I’ll stop whenever you say so. There, let me rub your back some more.”

“I had them make ice cream. Give it a try.”

Bonus scene 2*

After the Northern Conquering Prince became emperor, Jiang Sheng became empress.

Every official knew the emperor was cold and cruel, killing anyone who displeased him. So whenever they ran into trouble, they went to the empress and begged him to plead their case.

But the doors of the Qian Kun Palace were firmly shut. The empress, who had come to plead on behalf of a minister, was pinned to the imperial throne, his robes pushed up. His eyes were red as he wept and whined.

“Waaah... I don’t want to be empress anymore! I’m sacrificing so much!”

*Happy ending, male/male

The Brother Everyone Covets by Rong Que

Zheng Mingyi x Chen Baixu

Gentle wife x gentle yandere

Mingyi’s life was as bright and auspicious as his name.

At twenty-five, he had a lover who had been his classmate, a university professorship, a respectable job, and a sweet, well-behaved younger brother who adored him. His future looked bright.

But in the Republic of China, same-sex relationships were still not widely accepted.

On Mingyi’s twenty-fifth birthday, his lover broke up with him and chose to go home and marry.

Mingyi was heartbroken, but he couldn’t bring that heartache home with him.

His parents had died, and he had been adopted as a child by his father’s friend, Uncle Chen. Later, tragedy struck Uncle Chen’s family too, and Mingyi grew up with his younger brother, Chen Baixu, in the old mansion Uncle Chen had left behind.

There were a few servants in the household, and his younger brother had always been obedient. Mingyi never had to worry about his studies; Baixu was sensible and well-behaved.

When Mingyi came home with his eyes swollen from crying, his younger brother immediately noticed how low his spirits were. Clutching a pillow, Baixu stayed up talking with him all night, helping him figure out whether there was any chance of making up with his lover.

Baixu nestled in his arms, playing with his hair and pecking at his face. Nearly six feet five, he pressed his weight against Mingyi and murmured, “The pressure from society might be too much. You should give him another chance, Brother. You’re so wonderful, he can’t fail to see that.”

Mingyi nodded and stroked his head. “Be good. Let’s not do anything tonight. My eyes hurt from crying.”

Chen Baixu looked disappointed. “Then after you get married, will I not be allowed in anymore?”

Mingyi hesitated. As an older brother, perhaps he indulged his younger brother too much.

But Uncle Chen had treated him well and raised him for so many years. Until Chen Baixu fell in love and got married, helping him with certain physical needs seemed like something an older brother ought to do.

Sleepily curled in Baixu’s arms, Mingyi was forced to lace their fingers together. He smiled and said, “You were so little when you were a child. Now you’re big enough to hold me in your arms.”

Just as he was drifting off,

Mingyi thought he heard Chen Baixu whisper against his ear, “Brother, if you have a child for me, you won’t want anyone else, will you?”

Half a year later, when Mingyi’s former fiancé came back, wanting to reconcile,

the Chen family’s front gate opened. Mingyi stood there in a loose dressing gown, his belly swollen.

“You said he was only your younger brother?”

Mingyi didn’t understand. He was glad his lover had changed his mind and earnestly explained, “He just wants a child... What’s wrong with that?”

“Baixu is still young and still in school, but he wants to be a father. I can only help him...”

The love interest is extremely possessive and very dependent on the other lead.

Theme: Love never changes.