After Twenty-One Divorces, the Powerful Minister Went Mad

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Xie Shiwei divorced six times, and all six of her former husbands went on to prosper.

Her reputation for bringing good fortune to her ex-husbands reached the palace.

The First Prince planned to divorce his consort and vowed to marry her.

The Second Prince killed his wife in the middle of the night, then galloped out of the capital to propose to her.

The emperor was furious that this wicked woman was bringing ruin to the country. He secretly ordered his trusted minister, Lin Xiaoyan, to kill her without a trace.

A friend advised Lin Xiaoyan, "First, coax her into marrying you and keep her shut away in the inner quarters. Send in a few nasty, cruel old matrons, and they can wear her down to death in less than two months."

Lin Xiaoyan thought that was excellent advice.

Though Xie Shiwei had divorced six times, she was still a virgin.

One day, a man as ethereal as an immortal came to her home. Handsome and elegant, with a refined air, he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.

He offered a thousand taels of gold right off the bat.

It wasn't that she was lusting after handsome men. He was simply offering too much.

Xie Shiwei got married for the seventh time.

Everyone who knew the truth waited to see when Lin Xiaoyan would torture her to death.

Three months passed, and all was peaceful.

Half a year passed, and nothing happened.

Unable to contain his curiosity, her friend came to check on her.

To his surprise, he found the powerful minister Lin Xiaoyan discussing the matter with the wicked woman he was supposed to kill through a window. "My dear, I promise I'll behave tonight. I absolutely won't lay a finger on you!"

The wicked woman came out, her belly round with child and a trace of anger on her face. "The doctor said we can't sleep together for three months!"

Her friend: "..."

26.02.22

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After seven years of marriage, Sun Funuang felt that Zhao Ruicheng was growing more and more perfunctory and impatient with her.

A few days ago, she fell and hit her head while visiting the old prince on his birthday.

After that, Zhao Ruicheng refused to share a bed with her.

From morning till night, if she didn't wait by his door, she wouldn't see him even once.

In seven whole days, he'd said just five words to her.

On her twenty-third birthday, she looked forward to her husband preparing a lavish birthday feast for her.

He didn't have to make it himself. Even if he ordered a meal from a restaurant and set it in front of her, she would have been delighted and put aside the growing thought of divorce.

She never got her birthday feast. Instead, she saw Zhao Ruicheng coming and going with another woman.

As a well-bred noblewoman, she lost control for the first time and shouted at Zhao Ruicheng.

"Where did this little vixen come from? Get rid of her right now, or I won't spend another day with you. I'll even become a nun at a temple outside the city!"

After so many years together, this was the first time she had seen an expression of disbelief on Zhao Ruicheng's face.

He was fed up with her.

Sun Funuang wasn't the sort to cling to a man.

If his love no longer belonged to her, there was no reason for her to stay.

That night, she packed her things, planning to leave early the next morning.

Zhao Ruicheng saw her divorce agreement.

His expression remained as composed as ever. His eyes lowered slightly, as if this were as ordinary as eating or drinking.

"Um... I got rid of that little vixen."

What man doesn't make a mistake now and then?

As long as he was still a virgin.

Sun Funuang decided to forgive him.

"Is that so? You and her were still innocent?"

Zhao Ruicheng nodded. "We were."

Sun Funuang had never begged anyone for anything. Blushing, she hesitated before saying, "Then come back to our room tonight and sleep with me."

Zhao Ruicheng hesitated for a moment. "...All right."

Why did he have to hesitate so much about sharing a bed with his wife? Sun Funuang felt uneasy.

But they had been married for seven years. Even if their love was gone, surely some affection remained.

That night, she turned her back to Zhao Ruicheng and slept under a separate blanket, without speaking to him once.

The next morning, she woke up in the man's arms.

After that, Zhao Ruicheng came to share her bed every night, but their relationship was still as pure as snow.

A month later, Sun Funuang glared at him, fuming.

"You said you didn't have another woman, but you have no interest in me at all! Am I really so unpleasant to you?"

Zhao Ruicheng frowned. "What do you want?"

Sun Funuang felt wronged. "Since I got hurt, you haven't even kissed me. I can't even remember what a kiss feels like..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhao Ruicheng leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

Sun Funuang decided that Zhao Ruicheng still loved her.

They had been married for seven years, and last night he asked for water five times.

Didn't they say the body never lies?

Just when she thought their relationship was gradually returning to how it had been when they first married, Zhao Ruicheng's archrival suddenly showed up at their house.

Without a word, he grabbed her and tried to take her away.

Sun Funuang resisted. "Let go of me! Men and women shouldn't touch each other!"

Her husband's rival ground his teeth in frustration. "Sun Funuang, I'm your husband, Zhao Ruicheng!"

Sun Funuang didn't believe a word.

"How is that possible?"

Her husband's rival called over all the servants who knew him. "Tell her, what is my name?"

They all answered in unison, "Greetings, Marquis Zhao."

Sun Funuang was struck as if by lightning. After losing her memory, had she mistaken her husband, called someone else her husband, and slept with the wrong man?

Theme: Hard work will eventually pay off.