From Noble County Princess to Princess Consort

Prince Zhennan: My wife is so clever. Prince Zhennan: My wife is the cleverest! Prince Zhennan: Everything my wife says is right! I transmigrated to another world and lucked into a general and prince as my husband. My life is worth quite a lot. My parents dote on me, and so do the emperor and empress. I thought I was just lucky. Now you're saying it's compensation? I won't live past twenty, and I'll never have children. My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's. Better to fight Heaven than sit and wait to die. Tip 1. One-on-one romance, the couple is set, happy ending. 2. Sweet romance, no angst. 3. The male and female leads have their golden fingers. 4. No scraping rankings or reposting. My new story, Offering Up a Heart to Our Ancestor, is currently updating~ Qin Hongke is a longevity elixir who has gained human form. The people who want to eat her could circle the First Emperor's Mausoleum three hundred times. To repay a debt of gratitude, she willingly offers herself to the Xu family patriarch, Xu Jian, a short-lived man who can only live to thirty because his body was damaged by his cultivation. Xu Jian scoffed. "Eat a longevity elixir? I chose this path, so I've been prepared for this all along. Get lost, brat. I'm not eating you." Xu Jian's subordinates were used to following him, the empire's top ability user, as he lived arrogantly, doing whatever he pleased and treating no one as his equal. They thought they could live carefree like that forever. Then one day, a young girl appeared behind Xu Jian and followed him everywhere like a little shadow. The unbelievable part was that although their old ancestor Xu Jian kept saying, "Get lost," he always let the girl follow him. He even secretly chased off every suitor who came near her like a possessive wolfhound guarding its food. Even more absurdly, Xu Jian started taking their whole gang of rough, burly men to pink, girly dessert shops packed with young women. Xu Jian chose a strawberry ice cream and used his water ability, which had slain countless enemies, to form an icy shell around it. He kept adjusting the thickness of the ice. Ignoring his fearsome, bandit-like appearance, as if he were about to storm the shop, he carefully asked the owner, "What temperature keeps this sickly-sweet little thing sweetest?" The owner looked a little stunned. "It's sweetest if you eat it right away." Xu Jian said, "I'm taking it to my wife." His rough-and-tumble subordinates: Wife, all of a sudden??? Leaving the dessert shop, Xu Jian looked at his baffled subordinates and couldn't help smiling smugly. "This little thing isn't nearly as sweet as my wife. You're all single dogs. You wouldn't understand." His rough-and-tumble subordinates: ??? What are you so smug about? You had a fight with that girl yesterday and made her angry. You're obviously rushing off to apologize now. If you know so much, why not have the guts to argue without apologizing? · As the empire's top ability user, Xu Jian had fists of iron and had always done whatever he pleased. A saying circulated among the generals of nearly every enemy nation: If you run into Xu Jian, you won't make it out alive. But there was a second half: Wait until he turns thirty, and he'll be sleeping forever. Everyone knew Xu Jian could only live to thirty. Xu Jian made it to thirty-one. Enemy generals: No matter, he's just clinging to life. Xu Jian turned thirty-two. Enemy generals: Let him hang on for another couple of years. What's the harm? Xu Jian turned thirty-three. Enemy generals: … Three years this way, three years that way, and in the blink of an eye he was still hanging on thirty years later. Xu Jian, whose guts they hated, remained as arrogant as ever, showing no signs of restraint. Theme: