[Joy of Life] How Could My Gentle, Considerate Husband Be a Lunatic?!

It was a political marriage, and a forced one-sided arrangement at that. But at least her husband was gentle and considerate, devoted and deeply loving, and always did whatever she asked. As soon as work ended, he came home to keep her company and chat. Worried she might fret over her mother, grandmother, and older sister fighting at the front, he even went out of his way to find out how things were going and tell her.

What a good husband.

She had already decided: once her family returned from the war, she would take the good husband bestowed on her by the imperial court back to her hometown and live in seclusion.

Li Chengze was busy forming alliances and plotting to trip up the crown prince. Naturally, he had no idea what his wife was planning.

Fan Xian, the only one who knew her plan: "...What? Say that again. What are you taking back to your hometown when you retire?"

Mu Mingkong: "Li Chengze."

??? No, come on, hometown friend. There are plenty of local specialties you could take home. Why bring back a complete lunatic?

Please note:

Give me a little melodramatic story with a brave puppy and a dark, brooding cat.

1. I'm a drama-only fan, so there are tons of personal headcanons. If anything contradicts canon, just ignore it. My memory is basically nonexistent, and I handed in my brain with my exam papers after the college entrance exams.

2. I'll whitewash Li Chengze just a little. Not much, just enough for everyone to think he deserves to live and be let off with his life.

3. Guaranteed happy ending. The plot later on will probably go something like this:

Fan Xian: "?? Hold on, buddy! You're retiring already? I still have a score to settle with you and your family!"

Mu Mingkong: "Relax, bro. I've kept him in line these past few years and stopped him from doing anything too outrageous. I'll call in a powerful ally for you. Just kick him out of Kyoto and make him an idle prince."

Fan Xian: "Sounds good, brother."

Theme: Love is equal. Love is accepting