After Marrying the Disabled Regent for Good Fortune

[Everything related to this story has been notarized! Plagiarism is prohibited and will result in legal action!] . A late-night fantasy born of letting my desires run wild. Rong Wanwan is reborn. As an unfavored concubine-born daughter, she lived her previous life in constant fear, treading carefully at every step. Even so, she inevitably froze to death one winter night. Wanwan saw the regent, a man whose name was spoken with dread throughout the court, carefully and tenderly lift her tiny, frail body. He walked through the endless winter snow, his steps uneven. Given a second life, Rong Wanwan decides to cling to this powerful protector. She makes a choice completely different from the one she made in her previous life: she accepts the betrothal and marries the regent to bring him good fortune and ward off illness. “Are you not afraid of me?” The man’s phoenix eyes were deep and inscrutable. “N-no, I’m not.” Rong Wanwan swallowed nervously. Before she married into the Regent’s Palace, everyone pitied Rong Wanwan. In Lin’an, from octogenarian old men to toddlers, everyone knew the regent was a treacherous minister with a volatile temper. He held absolute power, and even the emperor, who had ruled for decades, dared not openly defy him. More regrettably, the regent had an old leg injury and needed a cane to walk. He was also said to be unable to perform in bed. With a husband of unpredictable temperament, she could hardly expect to enjoy her golden years surrounded by children. Marrying such a man would surely ruin Rong Wanwan’s life. Everyone eagerly awaited the sight of this lowly daughter of the Rong family being tormented until she was unrecognizable. She certainly was tormented mercilessly, just not in the bedroom, where the regent was supposedly at his least capable. _(:з"∠)_ Countless eyes waited and waited, but no tragic scene ever came. Instead, they watched Rong Wanwan become the apple of the Regent’s Palace’s eye and the happiest woman in Lin’an. Even the empress did not receive such treatment. The regent also swept away every last person who had ever bullied her. At the New Year’s Eve banquet, the regent carefully supported his princess consort by the waist. In full view of everyone, he humbly stroked her belly and murmured, “Be good. Don’t keep bothering your mother.” The ministers of the court: ?!! Onlookers: Come on, let’s count how many months the regent and his wife have been married. (Counting on fingers) (Not even enough to use one hand) (Who said the regent couldn’t get it up?) (Angrily throws melon) [The “I’m Eating My Words” Mini-Story] On their wedding night, the regent used his cane to lift her veil. Fixing his gaze on her shy, lovely eyes, he said coldly, “Go sleep in the curtained alcove.” Three days later: “Come back. I’ll sleep in the curtained alcove.” Seven days later: “I can sleep on the floor beside my wife.” Ten days later... They were living a shamelessly sweet life... , [Statement: This blurb has been notarized. No copying or theft! Infringers will be prosecuted!] . [An Irreverent Guide] A late-night fantasy born of letting my desires run wild: I thought of a powerful older man (the male lead is thirty, which is relatively “old” by ancient standards) who can’t do this or that because of his legs. So, of course, our Wanwan is on top. One hand holds Wanwan by the waist and gently presses her down, while the other thrusts fiercely upward. And then they get up to all sorts of things. Hehe, that’s all I’m saying. Theme: Be a good person