I Really Just Want to Be an Honest Person (Female-Dominated World)

This novel will go VIP on Thursday, August 28. A three-chapter update will drop that day~ My upcoming novel, The Imperial Husband (Female-Dominated Society), is in my collection. If you're interested, please save it. The blurb is at the end~ On the first day after transmigrating, Song Lang inherits the original owner's drafty thatched hut, a bony mule, and an acre of poor farmland. She thinks that living quietly as a farmer would be pretty nice. Sure, this dynasty has a ridiculous mess of taxes, plenty of corrupt officials who treat human life as worthless, countless powerful families who prey on ordinary people, and common folk who can barely keep themselves alive, never knowing where their next meal will come from. But being a farmer is great! You work for yourself, enjoy your own life, rely on yourself, provide for yourself, and keep striving! On the second day after transmigrating, Song Lang finds a beautiful young gentleman in the mountains, with fair skin and a delicate, soft build. Though injured, the young gentleman still blushes as he loosens the sash around his willow-slim waist. In a gentle, demure voice as sweet as an oriole, he says, “If my benefactor does not disdain me, I am willing to serve you in bed.” Song Lang works hard to raise the young gentleman, who is used to fine clothes and good food, until he's plump and rosy-cheeked. She is absolutely delighted. She has a house, a cart, and farmland. Now she has a husband, too. Song Lang thinks, deeply moved, that it's definitely better to be an honest person! The young gentleman has plenty of secrets he doesn't want to share with her, but who doesn't have a few secrets? Though he throws a tantrum every day about wanting to return to his father's home, an honest person should dote on her husband and hold him in the palm of her hand! Song Lang packs up their belongings and escorts the young gentleman all the way to the capital. Then she is cheated out of her money and possessions, and nearly loses her life, too. Only belatedly does honest Song Lang realize: Oh no, she's fallen for a romance scam! Later, the rebel leader famed for his cruelty and brutality leads his army of peasants into the capital and abducts the Ninth Prince, Duan Ci, who is waiting to be married in the imperial palace. Song Lang looks down indifferently at the man she once spoiled until he was utterly unrestrained, kneeling naked in the great hall in the dead of winter. Terrified, trembling, and weeping, he does his utmost to strike every shameful, seductive pose he can. With his battered body and what little dignity he has left, he wants to bargain for his family to be given a whole corpse. Song Lang approaches him step by step and grips his neck. Tilting her head, she kindly wipes away the frightened tear at the corner of his eye with her fingertip, then says softly, “I really only wanted to be an honest person.” Planting crops, feeding chickens, driving the mule, and having my husband and children waiting at home by the warm bed. How wonderful that would have been! She looks curiously at Duan Ci, trembling all over. “But why did you lie to me?” A good-hearted woman turned ruthless × a pitiful con artist 1. Before transmigrating, the female lead wasn't a good person. She's the type who stops at nothing and puts herself above everyone. 2. The male lead didn't deceive her willingly. He was forced into it, and didn't know the female lead might die. 3. The female lead suffers briefly, while the male lead suffers for a long time. He pursues her until he nearly ends up at the crematorium. 4. The female lead was not a virgin before transmigrating. Female-dominated society, men are inferior, and men can give birth, with some original worldbuilding about childbirth. 5. The female lead will probably have other men along the way. -------------Blurb for The Imperial Husband (Female-Dominated Society)----------- Spring of the fourth year of Guangping. The Prince of Huai'an gathers troops to rebel, is defeated and executed, and his entire clan is implicated. Her newly married second husband brings his young son and, hoping to secure a chance of survival for his maternal family and relatives, makes his way through the palace's layers of security and kneels before the young emperor. Rain pours in the night. His clothes are soaked as he kneels trembling in the golden hall. With a lovely face and lowered head, he bows his neck, revealing the slender nape that could break with a touch, and begs the supreme ruler for mercy like a dog wagging its tail. “Your Majesty, this guilty servant begs you to show him mercy...” Above the imperial hall, the cold moon shines like frost. Candlelight flickers red, shadows fall across jade-green curtains, and the beauty is as radiant as jade. The young emperor walks up behind him, grips his chin, and forces him to look up at the bronze mirror. His clothes are gone, his skin is fair as snow, and the man in the mirror looks dazed with desire. Her voice is as cold as snow, chilling to the bone. “Prince of Huai'an's husband, you have committed a heinous crime. You must pay a price.” That day, Shen Ruxu had a bizarre and absurd dream. In the dream, she coveted a subject's husband, persecuted loyal officials, and lived a life of debauchery. The Prince of Huai'an stabbed her to death on the throne. Her lifelong obsession became a demon, yet all it did was make a perfect match of Prince of Huai'an Shen Runian and his second husband. When Shen Ruxu awoke, she found the dream ridiculous. She ruled the world and was praised by the people. How could an ordinary man cloud her judgment? Until that snowy night, when Shen Ruxu picked up a red plum blossom and held on to its lingering fragrance. The startled man was like a young deer dusted with snow. He trembled as he dropped the words “sister-in-law” and fled. Shen Ruxu touched the lingering warmth in her palm and laughed softly. “Sister-in-law.” She slowly crushed the red plum in her hand. Its broken petals fell like blood onto the flawless white snow. “You may call me wife, or sister, but never sister-in-law.” “Jiang Lianyin, that is your greatest sin.” You will repay me a thousandfold, ten thousandfold. Shen Ruxu takes a former married man, now a guilty slave, as a consort. With the palace full of beauties, everyone assumes the young emperor is merely indulging a passing fancy for pleasure. Only when the emperor, who has governed diligently and worked late into the night for years, abandons her harem for him and hands him the Phoenix Seal do they realize that the obsession in her heart has long since become a demon. A dignified, self-controlled emperor who insists she doesn't care × a steadfast, kind-hearted innocent beauty Theme: Hold on to your true self, even in adversity