Lu Yao has a skin as smooth as gel, a face like a peach blossom, and a high-ranking father. She is a noble girl who has truly grown up in a honey pot.
In the last life, she was married to the eldest son of the Changping Marquis Mansion. Yansha had many other people, so she thought it was a good marriage, but she never imagined that he would be in secret with others.
In her next life, Lu Yao didn't want to jump into the fire pit anymore.
Unexpectedly, an imperial edict pointed her to the Seventh Prince, the cold-faced King of Hell, Shen Fenghan, who was handsome and powerful, but ruthless and feared.
Lu Yao was a little panicked, knowing that he didn't like women, so she mustered up the courage to send him a small note, trying to break off the engagement.
The seventh prince said with a half-smile, "Want to die?"
Lu Yao was a little timid and had no choice but to marry in tears.
Everyone knew that the Seventh Prince avoided women like a snake or a scorpion, and even said harsh words that he would never marry anyone in his life, but no one knew that he personally requested this imperial edict.
[The domineering prince who dotes on his wife v the squeamish little beauty]
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"Has the Crown Princess Divorced Today" by Mo Zizhe
Fu Xuan, the eldest son of Duke Anguo, was extremely talented and brilliant, and was the beauty of many noble ladies, but he was taken advantage of by Lu Ye, who was from a small family.
Everyone felt that she loved Fu Xuan miserably, her mother-in-law made things difficult, and her sister-in-law was difficult to deal with, but she didn't even frown.
A sick man who worked so hard to gain a foothold in the Duke's Mansion, no wonder he fell into bed exhausted every now and then.
Fu Xuan also thought so. Considering how hard she worked in managing the family business, it was not impossible to give her a child. His little wife was good at everything, but she was too delicate, so he never dared to take action.
As a result, on the day of the assassination in the palace, his sickly wife, who never left her hand with the medicine jar, broke the assassin's neck with her backhand without wiping the blood that splashed on her cheek.
Fu Xuan:...?
Fu Xuan followed the clues and found out her identity. She was from a small family. Maybe the entire Duke's palace would be implicated by her.
When I wanted to settle the score with her, I heard someone defending her, "My sister faces an ice cube all day long and has to work so hard to take care of the central feeder. It's too frustrating."
She didn't care at all, "It doesn't matter, we need to reconcile after all. All we need is his signature."
Fu Xuan's arm was suddenly injured that night, and according to the imperial doctor, he would not be able to write for half a year.
Peace and separation? Oh.
The whole capital is gambling——
Betting on when Lu Wan would be divorced, and when Fu Xuan would take a concubine, until one day, she put a knife on his neck, "Your Majesty, you have been pretending to be stupid for long enough. Do you want to sign the letter of separation?"
He smiled and pushed the dagger away: "Don't you need help, madam, in investigating the case?"
"Strong in martial arts, handsome in appearance, and most importantly -" He suddenly pressed her down on the document: "The kind who is willing to be used by my wife."
Mission: Where there is a will, there is a way