My Husband Says One Thing but Means Another

Coming soon: Moonlight Is Hard to Tame, a second-chance historical romance. The blurb is at the bottom. Add it to your favorites if you're interested!

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By the time she turned twenty-two, Jin Mingzhuo had married and become a princess consort. Her husband was prone to jealousy, but he was thoughtful, and she enjoyed a carefree life.

Then one morning, she woke up in the body of her sixteen-year-old self.

At school, she'd get her palm smacked if she couldn't recite her lessons. Pei Langyi, her future husband, had secretly loved her for years, but back then they were sworn rivals who constantly bickered, and he spent all day finding new ways to tease her.

Jin Mingzhuo: ...I can't take this anymore.

One day, when Pei Langyi picked a fight with her at school again, Jin Mingzhuo happened to see her youthful crush walking their way.

Suddenly struck by inspiration, she walked up to her crush and put on an act: "Pei Langyi hates me. Brother, do you like me?"

Her eyes were dewy and her voice sweet and soft. She even glanced back at Pei Langyi.

The veins stood out on the hand holding Pei Langyi's brush.

With a dark expression, he snapped the brush in his hand.

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Pei Langyi was a lazy prince whose only two hobbies were studying the Dao and bickering with his wife.

Then his wife woke up one morning with the soul of her sixteen-year-old self.

The school days when she talked about her crush all the time and couldn't stand the sight of him.

As expected, Pei Langyi got jealous, and their pretend bickering turned real.

He'd been awful when he teased the girl in their youth, and now he had a hard time winning her back. Pei Langyi never imagined he'd have to go through this all over again.

After losing an argument one day, the girl sipped the perfectly warm tea he'd poured so she wouldn't get a dry throat from arguing, took a bite of the pastries he'd waited in line to buy, then sniffled and jabbed at him: "My crush is much nicer than you. I want a divorce."

A lock of her hair fell over her face. Pei Langyi wanted to touch it, but his hand trembled before he pulled it back.

He poured her more tea, his voice hoarse. "Please, I can't bear to hear you say that."

A lazy fake Daoist (male lead) x a spirited true heiress (female lead)

An alternate setting, so no need to nitpick the history.

A pseudo-detective story. It all unfolds amid the couple's playful bickering.

The twenty-two-year-old heroine and her sixteen-year-old self switch bodies. Dual perspectives, and they'll switch back later.

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Next up: Moonlight of the South:

Ji Yunchan was doted on from childhood, living in luxury and growing up spoiled. Her only trouble was her annoying childhood friend Yan Heng, who was also her betrothed, a match arranged by their parents long ago.

He followed her around all day. She couldn't out-argue him, couldn't beat him, and couldn't shake him off. He was such a nuisance.

Then the political situation changed, and the Yan family suffered a disaster and was exiled to the frontier.

Ji Yunchan was finally free of Yan Heng. As they said goodbye, she cruelly but gladly admitted that she had no feelings for him at all, and that she loved the brilliant new top scholar instead.

The once dashing young man flushed with anger and said, "Ji Yunchan, don't you dare regret this."

They met again on a freezing winter's day.

By then, Ji Yunchan had fallen from grace and become a prisoner. The new top scholar avoided her, and every door she knocked on was closed to her. She bowed her head and knelt on the icy ground with the other women, awaiting judgment.

A pair of hard riding boots appeared before her.

Someone lifted her chin with a riding crop. Ji Yunchan looked up, caught off guard, and met Yan Heng's cold eyes.

"Ji Yunchan, long time no see."

The once dashing young man had grown into a cold-faced general with countless military achievements. Everyone thought Ji Yunchan would be humiliated now that she was in Yan Heng's hands. Someone suggested sending her to work in a military brothel to avenge him.

Yan Heng lifted his eyelids and looked at her with mockery. "Isn't there still that betrothal between us?"

Ji Yunchan was Yan Heng's childhood sweetheart, the wife his parents had chosen for him, the moonlight he treasured in his heart, and the last straw that pushed him into the mire.

The frontier was bitterly cold, and he dreamed of dragging her into the mire with him.

Until the day the moonlight fell of its own accord.

Theme: Cherish the people before you.