I've Heard Fourth Master Is Afraid of His Wife

Ever since Yinzhen married, dismissed his personal maids, and refused to take concubines, people all over the capital had been placing bets on when his jealous Fourth Princess Consort would be cast aside by the imperial family.

Meanwhile, the person in question was secretly acting as the house in those betting games, making a fortune, then shutting the doors to enjoy a quiet life with Yinzhen and occasionally tinkering with little inventions to make her own life better.

Unfortunately, one reborn or transmigrated woman after another kept rushing into Prince Fourth's manor.

Yinzhen: "You're so ugly you've scared me. Su Peisheng, drag her away at once."

Local woman: "..."

Yinzhen: "Imperial Father, how could someone so lacking in manners compare to my princess consort?"

Transmigrated woman: "..."

Yinzhen: "All right, stop talking. Just looking at you gives me a headache. Even your crying isn't as pretty as my princess consort's."

Reborn woman: "..."

Junluan, who hadn't even had a chance to make a move: ...I haven't done anything yet, and I'm already out of the story? Do you think my palace-intrigue and household-intrigue skills are a joke just because I only survive until the opening theme ends?

Yinzhen, perfectly serious: No. I just want everyone to know that I'm not henpecked. I simply dote on my wife.

P.S.

1. The author is a fan of the Fourth Princess Consort and won't accept the Fourth Prince having any other women. One-on-one, devoted romance.

2. This story bashes all women who covet the Fourth Prince and all men who dislike him. Fans of Nian Gengyao and Li Shi, and similar characters, should enter with caution.

3. The author is sensitive. All criticism is welcome, but personal attacks are not. If you want to drop the story, just close the page. No need to tell me.

4. Parallel world, parallel world, parallel world! The important things must be said three times. All logic takes a back seat to the plot. Readers who demand historical accuracy should think carefully before starting.

Theme: The highest form of love is one that can withstand the ordinary grind of family life, daily necessities, and the passage of uneventful years.