My Husband Is a First-Rank Chancellor

Song Xiaoxiao had just been recommended a book by a coworker when she transmigrated into its cannon-fodder villainess, who had the same name as her. In the book, Song Xiaoxiao came from a poor family and was mistreated by her relatives from childhood. They sold her to a wealthy household as a servant for the money. She struggled to survive in the dangerous manor, but didn’t live to see the end. The transmigrated Song Xiaoxiao: I seriously can’t even! She wasn’t about to be anyone’s cannon fodder. While her family was discussing selling her, she packed her things and ran off to marry a poor scholar in the village. He might be poor, but at least he had a decent face. It would be nice to have someone handsome to look at every day. When the poor scholar gave her a baffled look, Song Xiaoxiao said with easy familiarity, “Gu Sanlang, don’t be scared. I’m marrying you, but you won’t have to support me. I can gather herbs and make food to sell. You just focus on your studies. Don’t worry about money.” Song Xiaoxiao’s food business not only transformed their home, but also supported the poor scholar all the way to the capital, where he passed the highest imperial exam. Step by step, he rose to the highest rank and became the chief chancellor. Gu Xun, the chief chancellor of the dynasty, wielded power over all the land and was ruthless. Just a stomp of his foot was enough to fill the whole court with dread. Song Xiaoxiao trembled with fear. Why did the chancellor’s name sound so familiar? Wasn’t he the villainous mastermind in the book? Waaah! Is it still not too late to run? Song Xiaoxiao, caught while trying to escape: ... Gu Xun gently lifted her chin with a finger, narrowed his eyes, and curled his lips into a wicked smile. “My dear, where do you think you’re going?” Cornered with nowhere to run, Song Xiaoxiao’s eyes reddened, tears welling up as she was pushed to the brink. “Mm~” ﹋﹋ [Extra 1] Everyone in the capital waited to see when the chief chancellor, a first-rank official, would divorce his poor country wife. But year after year passed. The couple even had several children, and there was still no news of a divorce, not to mention a single concubine. Who could have guessed that a man like Gu Xun would come home and smile ingratiatingly? “My lady, I had a lot of official business today, so I came home late. Did you really not save me a bowl of tofu pudding?” Song Xiaoxiao: “What delicacies hasn’t the chief chancellor eaten? You really don’t need to deprive yourself over a bowl of tofu pudding.” “How could that be the same? Only food made by your own hands is to my taste.” [Extra 2] Gu Xun died in his previous life, then was reborn as a teenager. Back then, he hadn’t met the princess or become entangled in the political struggle at court. He was still a penniless, destitute scholar. Until one day, a girl climbed over the wall into his home. She said she could earn money to support the family and pay for his studies and the imperial exams. Once he succeeded in the exams and a wealthy young lady came along as a marriage prospect, she would graciously step aside. All she wanted was a divorce agreement. Hah! You think you can leave me and fly wherever you want? A divorce agreement? You can wait another hundred years! Theme: A life you build through your own hard work is a life that only gets more exciting.