Reborn as the Cannon Fodder Wife of the Villainous Regent

First, an update for "The Beloved Little Pot Genius Rescues the Wrong Tragic Hero".

Blurb:

Softhearted, pampered, laid-back heroine X cunning, faux-innocent hero

In the fifteenth year after Fu Heng transmigrated into a book, she remembered that she had become a cannon-fodder supporting female character in an angst romance.

Two years from now, she would marry Ye Huaijin, the original story's great villain.

Unfortunately, she would die three months after entering the family.

Afterward, her mother's entire clan would be wiped out,

and her maternal grandfather's family in Jiangnan would be exiled.

She would be the most tragic supporting character in history.

Fu Heng: If it's that miserable, why not run?

To make it to the end alive, Fu Heng took her maid, guards, and luggage and headed for her maternal grandfather's home as soon as she came of age, swearing she wouldn't return to the capital for three years!

She thought this would let her avoid the main plot, but as soon as she arrived in Jiangnan, she ran straight into the great villain.

Fu Heng: Sorry, I don't know you. Goodbye!

She packed her things, ready to run again, when an imperial edict announcing her betrothal came crashing down on her!

Fu Heng: What's going on? The marriage decree wasn't supposed to come for another two years!

As she fretted over her impending marriage, she failed to notice the delighted smile on the face of the young guard behind her.

Ye Huaijin, the powerful regent of Great Zhou, was ambushed by his political enemies a year ago. Injured and suffering from amnesia, he was rescued by Fu Heng.

After recovering his memories, he stayed on at the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence as her personal guard, using the opportunity to search for the other half of the Tiger Tally.

Unexpectedly, he fell for her as they spent time together.

Seeing that Fu Heng was surrounded by potential suitors, he took the initiative to obtain an imperial marriage decree.

[Bonus Scene]

On their wedding night, as Fu Heng lowered her head and racked her brains for a way to survive the regent,

she looked up and realized that he had the same face as the young guard she'd picked up a year ago.

Fu Heng boldly reached out and poked his dimple.