My Husband, I Really Just Want to Lie Flat

Xu Ye was a high-level corporate workhorse who died gloriously at his desk. When he opened his eyes again, he had become the legitimate second son of a marquis's household, doted on by his father, mother, and big brother, as well as the newly appointed top scorer in the imperial exams.

Xu Ye: This is bad. A rich second-generation heir with money and power can lie flat, but being the new top scorer seems like the start of another workhorse life.

The emperor had high hopes for him. At the Qionglin Banquet, he hinted that he planned to send Xu Ye to a remote region. As long as he achieved something there, he could return to the capital and be promoted.

A remote region in ancient times... Xu Ye's vision went black, and he wanted to play dead.

But before he could think of a plan, he spotted a refined young lord struggling in the water of the imperial garden. The young men with him hesitated, keeping their distance and not daring to step forward.

"That's... His Majesty's most beloved Third Prince," said a young man who was on good terms with Xu Ye.

Xu Ye understood at once. Under the laws of Great Qian, a prince consort could not hold office. If the Third Prince fell into the water and Xu Ye went in to rescue him, their clothes would inevitably touch. For the sake of their reputations, they would surely have to marry.

A man with grand ambitions who wanted to accomplish great things would hardly be content to become a prince consort.

With a splash, everyone saw a blur as the new top scorer leaped into the water like a man fleeing for his life and rescued the Third Prince.

Xu Ye: This idle position as prince consort is mine. Anyone who tries to take it can fight me for it.

The Third Prince was the son of the emperor and empress. Spoiled since childhood, he was arrogant and domineering, and he loved handsome young men. His residence was home to dozens of male companions, each one dear to his heart.

The new top scorer had saved his life, and the imperial edict granting their marriage had already been issued. Looking at the male companions weeping throughout his courtyard, the Third Prince assured them, "Don't worry. I'm a prince. My consort wouldn't dare mistreat you."

The Third Prince braced himself for a formidable rival. But on the second day after the wedding, Xu Ye greeted the male companions who came to serve him tea with a smile as warm as spring sunshine. He drank more than a dozen cups in one go, then earnestly advised them, "The Third Prince is of the imperial bloodline, so you must serve him with care from now on. I've joined this family, so we're brothers now. We should play polo together sometime."

The Third Prince was moved to tears. He really had hit the jackpot. His prince consort truly was the best of the best.

After ten years of studying, Xu Ye became a prince consort. Once married, he was so "disheartened" that he stopped reading altogether. The Third Prince felt guilty, and the very next day he went to the palace, clung to his father's leg, and wept, determined to cry an official post out of him for Xu Ye.

Xu Ye, sipping tea and listening to music: …

Later, the Third Prince stormed into a theater with a cleaver, grabbed Xu Ye by the ear, and dragged him into a carriage.

Wiping away tears as he scolded him, he said, "You're such a womanizer. First the top courtesan, and now an opera performer. I'm going to see Father and make him give you a high-ranking post."

Xu Ye rubbed his ear. "They say a husband and wife should follow each other. Isn't that lovely?"

The Third Prince was furious. "But all my male companions are gone!"

Xu Ye gave an awkward smile. "Should I find you a few more, then?"

Suddenly, the carriage filled with thunderous sobs.

Xu Ye: …

Theme: Love life