My Beautiful Husband Dotes on Me Alone

[Next up: historical romance, His Majesty and His Imperial Sister] A gentle, sickly beauty x a gloomy, obsessive little emperor. Blurb below, please add it to your reading list! After both of the Yu family's older sons ran off one after another, the third young lady, Yu Rongqing, took charge of the family business, married a husband, and brought him into her household. Her husband was a gentle, stunning beauty who treated her wonderfully. When they met, he had lost his memory and seemed out of his mind. After his condition was cured, he didn't go looking for his wealthy family. Instead, he married into hers. She would work hard to earn money and give her husband the best life possible. Whenever she went out to discuss business, her husband would prepare a delicious meal and wait for her to come home. But her beautiful husband never dressed properly at home, revealing skin beneath his blue robes that was fair and soft. Yu Rongqing blushed, straightened his clothes for him, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Her husband was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and he was a wonderful cook, yet he couldn't dress himself properly and was afraid to sleep alone. So Yu Rongqing took on the responsibility of looking after him. "Did you have another nightmare, dear?" The beauty woke from his dream, tears at the corners of his eyes. He stroked her cheek, his voice as gentle as water. "Did I frighten you?" Yu Rongqing shook her head and held him tight. "Don't be afraid, dear. I'm here." The beauty smiled and stroked his wife in his arms, and the nightmare vanished. The young couple lived a life as sweet as honey. Later, a new garrison commander arrived in Xuzhou. He had heard that Yu Rongqing was beautiful and gifted at business, and came to seek her out. Captivated by her looks, he even thought of forcibly taking another man's wife. And then... the commander was kidnapped. In a dilapidated, unfamiliar room, the beauty's long sword rested against the commander's arm. His gaze was icy. "General, did you touch my wife's hand today?" The commander's face turned ashen. "Third Prince... what are you doing here?" A doting wife who spoils her husband without limit x a seemingly sweet, secretly scheming prince [Important] The male lead goes off the rails now and then. Come meet this beautiful lunatic! 1. A sweet romance. No historical research; I make the rules in this fictional world. 2. Not a matriarchy. Both leads are each other's first and only, and they spoil each other like crazy. 3. Blurb screenshot dated November 28, 2020. His Majesty and His Imperial Sister Pei Heng was deposed as a child and exiled with his mother's family to the frontier, where he endured every hardship. His trusted followers deserted him, and only his maid, Yuezhi, stayed by his side, never leaving him. After ten bitter years in the frontier, Pei Heng returned to the capital, ascended the throne, made Yuezhi a princess, and granted her residence in a princess's mansion. Years of overwork had left Yuezhi frail and blind. Pei Heng only wished for her to live out the rest of her life in peace, free from worry. But when he saw her smile as she gently stroked the face of a young physician, anger and resentment overwhelmed him. He crushed his jade thumb ring, nearly losing control. On countless snowy nights, her warmth had belonged to him alone. That night, Pei Heng had an absurd dream. In the dream, sensual delights gnawed at his bones and devoured his soul, dragging him into overwhelming pleasure. He surrendered himself completely, lost in a world turned upside down. He awoke drenched in sweat, with the beauty still before his eyes... To put an end to his shameful thoughts, he found Yuezhi a consort. He held back again and again, but in the end he couldn't resist missing her. He wanted to see her one last time before her wedding. Just for a moment, the imperial sister he had longed for turned to look at him, her clear eyes smiling. "Is that the consort?" Pei Heng's throat seized up. His gaze burned. "Yes." He supported her frail, soft body and kissed her reverently, falling completely into an irredeemable madness. * After Yuezhi's wedding, she often felt that something was strange. The new emperor had chosen a consort for her himself, yet wouldn't let the consort accompany her into the palace. The new emperor had always disdained romantic affairs, yet he asked her about her private life with her consort. She and her consort were deeply in love, with no barriers between them. But after she became pregnant, her consort mysteriously disappeared. Yuezhi couldn't understand what had gone wrong. It wasn't until the new emperor specially invited her into the palace to rest during her pregnancy and took her hand in private that he said, "Don't be sad, Imperial Sister. You still have me. I'll treat this child as my own." That hand, covered in fine calluses, had set her skin ablaze countless times... There was no way she could mistake it. Theme: When husband and wife work as one, their strength can break gold.