There's a Little General to Raise in the Game

[Forced marriage to another man's wife + size difference + groveling after the fact: The Princess Does Not Accept Being Forced Into a Marriage is complete~]

[Late Qing and Republican era * married first, fell in love later * mutual secret crushes: I, a Qing Dynasty Princess, Am a Fashion Icon starts soon~]

Question: If everything you did in a game could be synchronized with reality, what would you do?

Yan Xi: Open a shop! Get rich! Raise characters! I've redeemed my rewards, and I'm waiting for the game to deliver them ^_^

Question: If the game could show you what's really happening in the real world, what would you do?

Yan Xi: Let me see who's badmouthing me behind my back, and who's secretly causing trouble →_→

Then Yan Xi saw the shirtless little figure in the game, with a name tag that read "Little General". She looked up at the pitiful young man standing in front of her in real life, claiming to be a mute refugee, and fell into deep thought.

After all her diligent efforts raising him, what exactly had she raised?

Huo Chaozong was sure his acting was superb. He'd played the role of a mute, amnesiac poor soul to perfection.

But he never imagined that the game knew his true identity, Yan Xi knew, and only he himself didn't know that they both knew.

Much later, the Little General finally learned about the game and understood the truth behind that night when a strange wind suddenly rose, and the invisible, untouchable "ghost god."

He glanced sideways at the person sleeping soundly, completely unaware of anything. The expressionless Little General clenched his back teeth, feeling that he couldn't let her be so comfortable. She had to share his misery.

"I heard that in the game, you wouldn't even buy me a set of clothes." He leaned close to the young woman's ear. His voice was still low and hoarse with satisfaction after the previous night's exertions. "I've been shortchanged. You owe me compensation."

At the word "compensation," Yan Xi instinctively clutched the blanket tighter. "You're the fearsome Little General King of Hell, the mighty, stone-faced Commander-in-Chief. If you don't have clothes, so be it. Do you really have to be so petty?"

Huo Chaozong made no comment.

She didn't know that, in front of her, he had long since willingly laid down his arms and surrendered to her.

[Female lead: a fake bodhisattva lady + male lead: a fake King of Hell general + second male lead: a fake pure-hearted gentleman]

[The Qing princess who traveled through various countries * the industrial tycoon who gave up office for business. Sweet romance preview, I, a Qing Dynasty Princess, Am a Fashion Icon, starts soon~]

A little introduction:

Me, Dai Yuqiong, the first Qing princess to study abroad, and the most popular fashion icon of the Republic of China.

My husband, Qu Shutong, passed the imperial examination as the top scholar but gave up an official career to go into business. He's an industrial tycoon, yet deeply in debt.

We first met on the streets of Paris, France.

I asked him to help me, and he...

Smiled at me, and only smiled at me ^-^

[Bonus Scene]

A slick-haired pretty boy:

"Young Master Qu, I heard you married into your wife's family? That princess is born to a life of privilege, and she was forced to marry you. You must feel pretty aggrieved, huh?"

Yu Qiong, who'd been waiting for this moment, made a dazzling entrance. First, she gave Qu Shutong a kiss, then fluttered her eyes with a look of admiration.

"With looks and a figure like my Mr. Qu's, I'll do whatever he says. I've got a great deal, and I have no complaints."

"But you... Oh my, with a face like yours, it'd be hard for you to marry into our family~"

The slick-haired pretty boy: ...

After stealing the show, Mr. Qu and Mrs. Qu left hand in hand, looking deeply in love.

Once they got into the car, they let go of each other.

Dai Yuqiong, with a cold expression: "I say, have you signed the Agreement Between Dai and Qu on Ending Their Marriage?"

Qu Shutong: "...Not yet."

Dai Yuqiong: "When will you sign it?"

Qu Shutong, with a serious expression: "...Do whatever I say, and don't ask questions unless I tell you to."

Dai Yuqiong: "Hah."

That night, Qu Shutong gazed at the stars, knocking on the door every so often.

"Dai Yuqiong, open the door! I know you're home!"

"Even if you're kicking me out, shouldn't you start by kicking me out of the bedroom?!"

Theme: Games are fun, but don't get addicted.