The Young Marquis's Daily Face-Slapping

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Feng Xiaoxiao had a fitful dream.

She dreamed she married into a marquis's household. Just as their affection deepened, she heard that he had another woman, a peerlessly charming mistress he'd been with for three years.

Feng Xiaoxiao refused to believe it. Pei Hengzhi was a noble young lord of the capital, a man of virtue and integrity. Surely he wouldn't deceive her.

Until she saw that delicate beauty with her own eyes, obediently following Pei Hengzhi through the door. Every gesture brimmed with charm, and only then did Feng Xiaoxiao understand that she was nothing but a poor substitute.

Feng Xiaoxiao was heartbroken. When she finally woke, the corners of her eyes were red from crying.

Now she really had saved Pei Hengzhi, and after recovering from his injuries, he was as grateful as he had been in her dream.

Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, refusing him outright. "It was nothing. If you really feel indebted to me, just forget about it."

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Pei Hengzhi, the young marquis of the capital, was refined and aloof, and famous for never getting involved in troublesome affairs.

But after meeting Feng Xiaoxiao, he couldn't stop going out of his way to help her.

For example, knowing her family had fallen on hard times and she had no one to rely on, he offered to find her a suitable match. But after considering the talented young men of the capital one by one, Pei Hengzhi wasn't satisfied with any of them.

Thinking of the smile she sometimes showed, Pei Hengzhi felt sweetness spread through his heart. Rather than have her meet all these useless men, why not offer himself to her?

Feng Xiaoxiao: No! I won't agree!

#Everyone says the young marquis is a perfect gentleman. Only Feng Xiaoxiao knows he's a scoundrel who, once he's attached himself to you, will never let go for the rest of your life.#

[Reading Guide]

1. There are misunderstandings about what happens in the dream. One-on-one romance, no changing male lead.

2. The dream comes in fragments, not all at once.

3. A sweet story about winning back your wife, with a satisfying romance.

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Yu Mianmian is one of the most beautiful women in the capital, but she's also a frail little medicine jar, pampered in the Protector General's household.

When the new emperor ascends the throne, Mianmian has just come of age and is summoned to the palace by imperial decree to become empress of Qingyun Hall. Before her wedding, everyone says her health is so poor she'll never make it back out, and will waste away in the depths of the palace.

A fortune-teller even declares that this beauty will soon become a skeleton, with little time left to live.

Yet after a few years in the palace, this delicate, sickly beauty not only looks rosy-cheeked, but has also won the new emperor's undivided favor.

The people are green with envy, praising the deep love between emperor and empress.

Only Mianmian knows that he's wonderful to her in every way, except he refuses to spend the night in Qingyun Hall.

On a frosty night, Mianmian secretly reads a little booklet, grits her teeth, and takes the plunge, clinging to the startled emperor as he tries to flee. "Y-Your Majesty, I'm cold."

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Shen Zhan had just ascended the throne. Somehow, on the day of his wedding, he took a fall. When he woke up, the man who hadn't cared much about this marriage was suddenly extremely anxious. He personally inspected Qingyun Hall, which had already been furnished, several times over.

This table corner is too sharp. That cushioned stool isn't soft enough.

He even checked the undergarments sent over by the Wardrobe Bureau, then shook his head and sent them back. "Mianmian's skin is delicate. Change them to light cloud gauze."

In his previous life, he was slow to understand love, and knew nothing about competing for affection. He only knew how to stupidly wait. It wasn't until the young woman who waited for him caught a chill while pregnant, fell gravely ill, and died that he understood: he'd treated her as a pawn, but she had given him her whole heart.

He died in misery, never expecting to open his eyes again and find himself back on his wedding day.

From then on, he stayed by her side every day, restraining his passion as he watched the beauty grow healthier and healthier.

Who would have thought the delicate little thing would get the wrong idea and secretly prepare to select consorts for him, expanding his harem?

Yu Mianmian: Sob, His Majesty doesn't like me. I'm so sad. There are going to be other women in the palace.

Shen Zhan: ???

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Yan Yiqiu only realized later that ever since the young lady of the family, Fu Yilan, had moved into the Yan household, she seemed to have been plagued by bad luck.

Even the man who had promised to care for her for the rest of their lives had changed his heart. The day Fu Yilan clutched her belly, sobbed, and began calling Yan Yiqiu her older sister, Yan Yiqiu felt as though she had fallen into an icy abyss.

Heartbroken and despairing, she clutched the letter breaking off their engagement, but before she could speak, everything suddenly went dark and she fainted.

When she woke up, she had miraculously returned to the day after the spring outing poetry gathering.

The good news was that she wasn't engaged yet. The bad news was that the previous night she'd been plied with wine and, while drunk and out of her senses, had done something immoral with a young man staying at the residence.

The young man's features were elegant and handsome, like cool jade, and even his name was unexpectedly lovely: Gu Jun.

Her father had thought highly of him, but she'd listened to Fu Yilan's "heartfelt advice" and decided that a gentle man was preferable, while someone as aloof and proud as Gu Jun could never be a good match.

Now that she had another chance, she certainly wouldn't make the same mistakes again.

She was willing to take responsibility for him.

She just didn't know whether he would agree to the marriage.

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