2026.10.13
Zheng Miao and Qin Huaisheng have been married for three years.
She pursued him shamelessly, and then, by a twist of fate, they got married.
She got her wish and married the person she loved, but their life together turned into a mess.
Qin Huaisheng was always cool and distant toward her, his wife. Even when she asked for a divorce, he simply replied, "All right."
Who would have thought that right after picking up their divorce papers, the two of them would be hit by a truck and transmigrate together?
She became the city lord's wife. The good news: she was highborn.
The bad news: her city had just fallen, and her husband had run off with a crowd of concubines, leaving her behind.
Compared to her miserable situation, Qin Huaisheng had made a name for himself as a powerful warlord.
And the city he'd just conquered was hers.
By the time they met again, their statuses had become worlds apart.
To stay alive, Zheng Miao looked at her hated ex-husband and proposed, "Our marriage may be over, but we were husband and wife for so many years. You can't kill me, can you? I'll make a small sacrifice and be your younger sister."
Qin Huaisheng thought it over, remaining as aloof as ever. "Fine."
Later, Zheng Miao used this connection to thrive.
Many members of the aristocracy and high society competed to send their sons over to entertain her.
Looking at all those young men, fresh as bamboo shoots, Zheng Miao felt years younger and welcomed them all.
Soon, every commandery knew that Lord Qin had a younger sister who was lecherous and greedy for money.
One day, after months of hard work, Qin Huaisheng returned alive from the battlefield. As soon as he got home, he saw his ex-wife, his "good little sister," leaving the residence surrounded by handsome men, riding through the streets as they tossed fruit into her carriage. She was living a life of wine, women, and song.
He suddenly began to wonder who exactly he was working himself to death for.
Half a year later, a subordinate returned to report to his lord and went to the lord's quarters.
Before he even saw his lord, he first saw a pair of pale, lotus-root-white hands reach out from behind the bed curtains, a sight full of sensual allure.
Before he could react, his lord stepped in front of him, his face dark.
Just as he was wondering who the woman behind the curtains was,
the curtain lifted, and a familiar face emerged from the bed, yawning.
He couldn't possibly mistake that person. It was the lord's own acknowledged younger sister!
"Aren't you siblings?" he cried out in shock. Realizing he'd misspoken, he immediately prepared to kneel and beg for mercy.
But then the usually cold and ruthless lord glanced resentfully at the bed. "Everyone's already gotten the wrong idea. Don't you think you should give me a proper title?"
She yawned. "We'll see."
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The male lead has to work hard to win his wife back.
Theme: Winning your wife back the hard way
