After Being Ordered to Marry the Tough General

(A lighthearted, sweet romance about falling in love after marriage: an energetic, delicate young lady x an older, rugged great general)

The youngest daughter of the wealthy Shen family was cherished and pampered, brought up with the utmost care.

She ate from the finest white jade bowls, and her clothes were made of Suzhou embroidery, warm to the touch.

The man she wished to marry was a refined, gentle young gentleman.

She never imagined that the man she would eventually marry would be her fiance's elder brother:

Yan Ting, the rugged great general who had just returned to the capital from the northern frontier!

The young man was as imposing as a mountain, his features stern. Even in wedding clothes, he could not hide his wolfish ferocity.

Shen Menglang was already shedding tiny tears in her heart: QAQ, boo-hoo, he's so scary.

*

When Yan Ting, the eldest son of the Marquis of Ding'an, returned to the capital victorious, he had a dream.

He dreamed his good-for-nothing second brother would toy with the youngest daughter of the Shen family, bringing chaos, then ruin and death to both their families.

He had only meant to break the two of them up.

He never expected to end up betrothed to the young lady of the Shen family himself.

On their wedding night,

the little girl wore wedding red, radiant as the most beautiful flower on a branch.

But the look on her face made it seem as if she were about to cry from fright.

For the first time, the towering young man, always so stern and hard-hearted, worried over how to tend a flower properly.

*

One was a pampered young lady who burst into tears at the slightest thing. The other was a rugged young man who spent his days hammering away in military camps.

Everyone secretly waited for the two of them to make a laughingstock of themselves.

Yet year after year, all they saw was the imposing young man bending down to nuzzle Shen Menglang's ear.

"What's wrong? Do you hate me again?"

A little scene:

At first:

Menglang: I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

Yan Ting: Hmph. I don't need your affection anyway.

One day later:

Menglang: I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

Yan Ting (clenching his fist in secret): I'll change. One day, you won't hate me anymore.

Another day:

Menglang: I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

Yan Ting (the tips of his ears turning red): .

Cover illustration: Xiaoqi from Muhange

#The heroine's early perspective includes being forced into marriage; the misunderstanding is cleared up later#

#The hero is a clueless macho man who has never been around girls, so Mengmeng keeps misunderstanding him at first. But he will learn!#

#Size difference: petite sweetheart x big wolf-dog#

#The kindergarten-level palace intrigue is not to be taken seriously#

--Screenshotted

Coming soon: After the Cold-Faced Hound Loses His Memory

A bickering, sugary-sweet romance ^^

[Timid little palace maid with bold desires x Cold-faced assassin who's always scowling, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and abs that feel amazing]

Yingge hates that bodyguard named Mowen more than anyone.

He's cold and rude, and always speaks harshly to her!

He broke the hairpin she'd saved up to buy.

He dirtied the pretty dress she'd finally managed to get.

Yingge always took care to avoid the walking disaster.

She never expected to be assigned to nurse him after he was badly wounded!

After working like a beast of burden for half a month,

she finally snatched him back from the King of Hell!

But when he woke up,

Mowen had lost all his memories.

Yingge got an idea.

He owed her his life, so he should repay her properly!

Without a flicker of guilt, she told Mowen:

I'm your most, most, most, most beloved woman! I saved your life! You have to love me dearly!

From then on, she made Mowen rub her legs, massage her shoulders, and braid her hair...

If he refused, it meant he didn't love her! If he did a bad job, it meant he didn't love her either!

Yingge threw her weight around for quite a while.

When she saw that Mowen was about to regain his memories, she took everything she could from him and hurriedly ran off with her little bundle~

But she had barely run a mile

when someone grabbed her by the collar and hauled her back.

"Why are you running? You seemed to enjoy touching me all this time."

"Where else do you want to touch? Hmm?"

Yingge: O.o

Mowen had not lost his memory.

He just couldn't be bothered to expose the silly palace maid's little scheme.

He had thought he only needed to repay her for saving his life.

He never expected the little palace maid to push her luck.

"Mowen, I've noticed you're actually pretty handsome."

"And your body is really, really, really nice... I really want to touch it..."

"If you won't let me touch you, it means you don't love me! I even saved your life! Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo!"

Mowen hesitated for just a moment.

Yingge gave him a quick peck on the lips.

Then, grinning foolishly, she slipped both hands under his clothes and reached for his abs.

Mowen: ?

Is this how you're supposed to repay someone for saving your life?

Theme: To understand someone, you have to get beneath the surface.