The Prime Minister’s Way with His Wife [ABO]

Everyone knew that the ninth princess of the imperial family, Sheng Shiyue, was an uneducated wastrel, a useless Qianyuan of the lowest rank. While the other heirs schemed against one another for the throne, Sheng Shiyue hunted with falcons and hounds, knowing nothing about poetry or books. While the other princes studied poetry and song or practiced horsemanship and military strategy, Sheng Shiyue watched cockfights and plays, bet on crickets, and went to the pleasure quarter at night to toss around silver notes. She dreamed every day of being made a prince and sent to her fief, where she could live a carefree life. But some accursed person must have taken a dislike to her and suddenly submitted a memorial condemning her. The emperor slapped her forehead and immediately decided to pick a suitable Kunze to marry Sheng Shiyue, someone who could keep her in line. She couldn’t let that happen! That very night, Sheng Shiyue went to the biggest brothel in Bianjing. Half-drunk and dazed, she grabbed the courtesan’s... Guqin player beside her, insisting on spending the night with her. With red curtains and warm fragrance, a cascade of black hair like silk slipping before her eyes, and the intoxicating scent of pheromones filling the room, everything was wonderful, except that Sheng Shiyue was the one being pinned down and thoroughly taken by a Kunze. It wasn’t until daylight spilled into the room that Sheng Shiyue woke up groggily. She turned and opened her eyes, finally seeing the person in her arms. Cold as frost and snow, deep as an icy pool. Even asleep with her brow furrowed, her beauty was refined and otherworldly. It was none other than the chancellor, beloved by the people and favored by the empress, hailed as the backbone of Liang. Worst of all, she was the only top-ranked Kunze in Liang! The future crown princess, and the leading candidate to become empress! That might have been wonderful news for the other heirs, but for Sheng Shiyue, it was a death sentence. Remembering all the times she had encountered the chancellor before, frowning and sternly reprimanding her, Sheng Shiyue’s vision went black. Still drunk and utterly exhausted, she fainted from the shock. When she woke up again, she was already dressed in a red wedding gown... She turned her head. The cool, moonlike chancellor sat beside the bed and smiled at her before softly saying, “Your Highness, I’ve just written up a few household rules. Memorize them.” “First, from now on, you must study properly. The six arts, from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to riding and archery, are the bare minimum. Second, you may not go to the pleasure quarter again. Third...” Sheng Shiyue listened in despair and chose to bang her head against the wall beside her. With a bang, Sheng Shiyue didn’t die. Instead, a different rumor sprang up. The useless, lecherous wastrel tried to molest the chancellor on her wedding night. The chancellor fought back with all her might, and the wastrel ended up smashing her head against the wall. The common people clapped and cheered, lamenting only that the heavens were blind and hadn’t let the useless wastrel die! Kneeling on a golden abacus, Sheng Shiyue was very confused. “You do know it was our wedding night, right? How is it molesting her if she’s my wife?” Wait! My dear wife! I really just want to be a useless freeloader. I don’t want to become a workaholic and fight for the throne! A wastrel princess, the younger aggressor × a cool, seemingly innocent but secretly scheming chancellor, the seduced and yielding one. Six-year age gap Qianyuan = Alpha, Kunze = Omega, Zhongyong = Beta, no add-ons Coming soon: “After the Targets Reborn [Quick Transmigration]” Please add it to your favorites Xu Ge was bound to a rescue System and tasked with saving the tragic, powerful leads in each small world, changing their original fates. But what Xu Ge hadn’t expected was that every one of those leads was reborn, and they were all setting their sights on her... World One: A saintess who oversees justice and judgment, seemingly pure but secretly calculating, the one who seduces × a demon who’s hopelessly timid, the pursuer In her previous life, As the Saintess of Light who inherited Gabriel’s divine status and oversaw justice and judgment, she upheld order and the law. But the elders framed her, her followers betrayed her, and she became an apostate despised by all. In this life, The saintess looked down at the fanatical followers beneath the altar, then turned around and pressed the demon’s hand beneath her skirt, teasing her with a laugh. “Can a demon who worships Satan blush, too?” The demon tried to pull her hand back, blushing and putting on a brave front as she shouted, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll expose what you’re really like?!” The saintess answered with eager interest, “Right now? Are you inviting me to go to hell with you?” The demon: “Wait! We’re standing in front of the statue of the God of Light. Have some self-control!” The demon: “My hand’s cramping!” The demon: “Which one of us is the demon, anyway?!” World Two: A seemingly upright and friendly exploration team captain, secretly full of ulterior motives, the one who seduces × a seemingly mischievous but actually good-hearted jellyfish, the pursuer In her previous life, The sea swallowed the continent, turning the entire world into a vast ocean. As the refuge began to collapse, she discovered a way to survive, but was branded a heretic and nailed down in the depths of the abyss. In this life, She took the jellyfish, the key to their survival, and left the refuge, heading alone for the last place of hope. Newly awakened, the jellyfish was naive. It often reached out to wrap its tentacles around the human beside it. It didn’t understand what a protective suit was; it only knew that humans liked to come close, then its tentacle toxins would numb them, leaving their limbs too weak to move forward. So the jellyfish could only hide the human inside its bell, carefully protecting this fragile creature from another species. But that wretched human was always sneaking around doing strange things. The jellyfish: “Stop secretly kissing the inside of my bell! And don’t tug on my tentacles! And you absolutely can’t put it in...” The jellyfish was suddenly glad they were in the ocean depths, where the bottomless darkness concealed everything. Its tentacle hooked the protective suit as it drifted away, only for the human to grab it and keep it from wandering elsewhere. World Three: The stern, rule-bound grand elder of a sword sect, the one who seduces × a brazen little wolf cub, the pursuer In her previous life, the cultivation world faced annihilation. To save all living beings, the grand elder organized and led cultivators in raising spirit trees, only to be met with suspicion and betrayal by the immortal sects. In the end, she was surrounded and killed. In this life, The grand elder no longer cared about the catastrophe threatening the world. She only wanted to protect herself and the little wolf cub she had taken in. The ambitious little wolf cub howled after just three days, learned to walk within half a month, and understood the difference between humans and wolves after a few months. She wouldn’t let the grand elder bathe her anymore. The grand elder took it in stride. She simply arranged for thunder and rain that night, frightening the little wolf cub into scrambling into her room. Her damp underclothes clung to her body. Frightened, the little wolf cub’s ears popped out and her tail wagged as she clung to the other woman, pale-faced. The grand elder hooked an arm around her neck and revealed a rare smile, coaxing her softly. “Try it. It’s sweet.” World Four: A strict, old-fashioned scientist, the one who seduces × a mutated little octopus, the pursuer In her previous life, When the apocalypse arrived, the scientist worked relentlessly to study mutated species, hoping to give humanity even a moment’s advantage in its struggle against the Others. But her research was stolen, and she became a plagiarist reviled by all, eventually thrown into the mouth of a mutated beast. In this life, She left the human base with her mutated little octopus and carved out a territory of their own in the chaos. The world of a human and an octopus wasn’t lonely, because the little octopus was always coming up with all sorts of strange ideas, like cutting off one of its tentacles to make takoyaki. To prevent this sort of bizarre behavior, the scientist had to sternly warn it, “You can’t do that. Your tentacles have other uses, so you mustn’t eat them.” But the little octopus raised another tentacle in confusion and said, “But you said one was enough before.” The scientist could only patiently explain, “You can find other uses for them. Don’t limit yourself.” Theme: Turn over a new leaf and live life to the fullest