Luo Yiying had been married to Sheng Qingzhuo for three years, and their relationship was as dull as still water.
Sheng Qingzhuo held the post of chief minister, and his days were packed with government affairs. He was reserved and coldly self-possessed. Though blessed with a handsome face and a good physique, he was rigid, severe, and utterly devoid of humor.
Whenever Luo Yiying saw Sheng Qingzhuo dressed impeccably, his collar buttoned all the way to the top, she found him annoying.
They lived under the same roof, yet rarely saw each other. Sheng Qingzhuo was busy with state affairs and seldom paid Luo Yiying any attention. He ignored her as if she were air, and she often felt like a widow in all but name.
Life was terribly dull.
Just as Luo Yiying's patience was about to run out, Sheng Qingzhuo suddenly took a fall.
When he woke up, it was as though he had become a different person.
Sheng Qingzhuo, who had always kept his emotions hidden, now looked at her with a vicious gaze.
He stopped attending to government affairs and glared at her fiercely every day. At night, he would wear her out over and over in bed, as if he wanted to devour her whole, tearing her apart and swallowing her down.
Luo Yiying had no idea what had gotten into him.
But she found pleasure in their nights together, and thought this version of Sheng Qingzhuo... was pretty exciting.
After his fall, Sheng Qingzhuo remembered his past life.
In his previous life, his wife, Luo Yiying, had divorced him.
On the day they parted, she called him rigid, a block of wood, and utterly clueless about romance. She even complained that he buttoned his collar too tightly.
After humiliating him from head to toe, she married someone else: the junior minister of the Court of Judicial Review.
In his previous life, she and the junior minister had shared a blissful marriage, traveling through mountains and rivers together. He watched them from a dark corner, like some pitiful creature born of darkness.
After waking up and seeing his wife, who had not yet asked for a divorce,
Sheng Qingzhuo felt both hatred and relief.
At night, Sheng Qingzhuo was fierce and wild with Luo Yiying, but by day he held her tightly in his arms.
He learned how to please her and how to respond to every bit of nonsense she said.
Luo Yiying found Sheng Qingzhuo more and more pleasing to the eye.
There was just one strange thing. Her childhood friend, who had just been promoted to junior minister of the Court of Judicial Review, had been demoted by Sheng Qingzhuo and sent to a remote, freezing county. She had no idea what he had done wrong. How pitiful.
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