After My Husband Faked His Death, He Regretted It Too Late

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Shi Yu found an injured man by the river.

He was fair-skinned, handsome, and as beautiful as an immortal. Most importantly, he had lost his memory. To escape the forced marriage arranged by Lord Yuan's family, Shi Yu declared, "You're the husband I just brought home."

Her "husband" stared at the dilapidated, drafty hut behind her and fell silent.

Fortunately, he was obedient. Their life was poor, but their love was sweet.

Until one day, her husband died in a great fire, set by Prince Shen of the court.

To avenge him, Shi Yu packed her things and went to work as a maid in Prince Shen's residence. She lay low for two whole years before she finally got the chance to approach her enemy.

When the hairpin laced with deadly poison pressed against the prominent lump in the man's throat, Shi Yu finally saw Prince Shen's face clearly. He looked exactly like her dead husband.

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To claim the throne, Wen Qi was willing to scheme against anyone, even himself.

But for all his careful calculations, he never expected to be badly wounded and lose his memory, let alone be thoroughly deceived by a crude country girl.

After regaining his memories, he had planned to kill the girl and avenge his humiliation. But since she'd taken fairly good care of him, he magnanimously spared her life and faked his death to escape.

Three years later, Wen Qi saw her again. She held a poisoned gold hairpin to his throat, consumed by hatred and determined to kill him.

Wen Qi's heart stirred.

They had been husband and wife, after all. In light of her unwavering devotion, he could allow her to stay in his residence as a concubine, as long as she behaved.

But that ungrateful woman turned and ran.

Straight into another man's arms.

He laughed in anger. "Fine. Very well. Bring her back. I'll make her wish she were dead."

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Later, on a broad throne, her thin, translucent crimson gauze skirt lay over the splendid hem of his dragon robe. Shi Yu's long legs dangled limply beside Wen Qi.

Wen Qi gently stroked the newly healed scar around her slender, pale ankle and whispered in her ear, "A Yu, what must I do for us to go back to how things were? Is this the only way you'll stay by my side?"

Please add to your reading list: The Prince's Obsession After Being Reborn

Sheng Yueyao was an orphan, raised by her maternal grandmother from childhood.

When she came of age, her maternal relatives planned to offer her to Prince Kang, who was nearly sixty, in exchange for a promising future.

To escape that fate, she approached the Crown Prince and became the woman he kept hidden.

Crown Prince Zhu Yixiao was handsome and refined, gentle as jade, and renowned for his virtue. He was the dream lover of every young lady in the capital. Sheng Yueyao had once dared to dream, but all she got in return was: "How can mud stand beside the clouds?"

After being reborn, Sheng Yueyao learned from her mistakes. She buried her fantasies and only wanted to spend her life with someone who would treat her well.

The Han scholar next door came from a poor family, but he was handsome and would soon pass the imperial examinations. Most importantly, he was in love with her. He'd do.

On their wedding day, the usually composed Crown Prince suddenly stormed into the wedding hall with soldiers. His eyes bloodshot, he reached for her and advanced step by step. "Yueyao, have you had enough? If you have, come home with me."

The Crown Prince, sweet on the outside and scheming within, versus a stunning beauty

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