My Husband Wants Me to Serve Him Well

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Gu Hengzhi never expected that one day he would transmigrate back to ancient times. Not only would he have to keep pursuing an official degree, he had also somehow acquired a husband who seemed to know his identity and wanted to take his “life.”

The moment he opened his eyes, he came face-to-face with a thick wooden stick. He sprang up like a carp and hurriedly leaped to the far side of the bed.

“Hero, spare my life! Take whatever money and valuables you want!”

The young man calmly put the stick on the table, picked up a bowl of medicine, walked over, and said gently, “Husband, it’s time to take your medicine.”

Gu Hengzhi shuddered all over. He didn’t dare drink it. He really didn’t dare.

After they got to know each other, Gu Hengzhi started to panic...

He ranked near the bottom of his class on the monthly test. The pocket money he’d painstakingly earned by giving his husband massages and washing his feet vanished in an instant, and he even ended up owing him five hundred copper coins. Every hour of studying earned him two coins.

Gu Hengzhi clutched his purse tightly. “Husband, just hear me out, let me explain!”

After moving up to Class A, his husband actually called him in to attend to him in bed. Gu Hengzhi was thrilled, but in the end his husband said he hadn’t served him well and docked him one tael of silver.

Gu Hengzhi’s innocent young heart wavered. “Husband, I need to prove myself.”

He swore on his eight-pack abs that there was absolutely no way he was impotent!!!

After passing the county-level imperial examination, his husband decided to give him a raise: ten coins each time, plus another ten if he did a good job.

Gu Hengzhi was furious. What did his husband take him for? The cheapest male courtesan in ancient times?

The cool beauty glanced back, letting his outer robe slip from his shoulders. “Does my husband think that’s too little?”

Gu Hengzhi covered his nose. “N-no, I think you’re very generous, husband. Doing a good job is only what I ought to do.”

Then one day, Gu Hengzhi finally arrived in the capital and heard someone call his husband by the name Lin Shuchi.

Gu Hengzhi: That name sounded like the one belonging to a vicious, ruthless villain from an imperial-examination novel he’d read years ago, a young man who was the Outcast.

He turned around and saw his husband smiling at him tenderly.

Gu Hengzhi: I don’t dare move. I really don’t dare.

“Papa, did you fail to serve Father well again and make him angry?”

Looking at his little one’s innocent face, Gu Hengzhi wept inwardly: You don’t understand. This time, you really don’t understand.

Lin Zhiling thought he would never see Gu Hengzhi again, the man who could make him laugh, cared for him, and had risked his life to save him.

Everyone thought he had been forced to marry Gu Hengzhi. No one knew how joyful and hopeful he felt inside.

That day, he had already made up his mind. Since Gu Hengzhi had disappeared after someone hit him over the head, he would hit him over the head again. At worst, he would die alongside him.

He hadn’t expected that the moment he stepped inside, those nonsensical words would make the hand gripping the wooden stick tremble uncontrollably.

Now that you’ve come back, don’t even think about leaving again.

A happy-go-lucky, laid-back, slightly ridiculous, quick-witted husband-spoiling gong x a sesame-filled rice ball: outwardly cool, a little crazy, clever, and flirtatiously calculating shou

The gong is both timid and eager to show off in front of the shou. He blushes whenever teased and behaves himself at a glare.

The shou has no trouble luring the gong in and keeping him in line. One call of “husband,” and who would dare disobey?

[Reading Guide]

1. The gong develops over time. At eighteen, he was a carefree college student in the modern world, with some naive ideas. He doesn’t start out striving hard from the beginning; his transformation takes time. The shou is always clever, capable, and a complete realist. Early on, the shou guides the gong as he grows; later, the gong protects and heals the shou. They are both strong characters.

2. Shuang'er is another term for a male who can bear children. They look like men, except for a red mark between their brows, a pregnancy mark, and they can get pregnant.

3. One-on-one romance, both leads sexually inexperienced, mutual devotion, farming and imperial examinations, set in an entirely fictional dynasty with no real-world model.

4. The early story focuses on making a living, romance, and the imperial examinations; later, the couple outmaneuvers their political rivals and rises together. The plot develops slowly, with a small ensemble cast, and a little political intrigue later on.

5. Includes childbirth.

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The Little Husband of the Treacherous Minister

An'er, adored by his parents, had begged his father every day since he was four to give him an older brother. Wen-ge'er next door had an older brother who played with him, gave him piggyback rides, and could even conjure up his favorite candied hawthorns.

Sadly, his father turned him down again and again. Just when An'er had been persuaded by his mother to give up, his father told him they were going to bring home an older brother. An'er was so happy he nearly went wild.

As An'er waited at the city gate to meet his new brother, he saw a young boy approaching from afar. He looked just like the beautiful little immortal child in the New Year painting his mother had bought.

An'er thought his father was amazing. He had actually given him a little immortal as an older brother!

The little immortal came up to him and smiled as he handed him a skewer of candied hawthorns. “Here you go, An-ge'er.”

An'er felt like the happiest child in the world. His brother was not only taller and better-looking than Wen-ge'er's brother, he also spent all the money he earned on candied hawthorns and snacks for An'er, spoiling him into the little tyrant of the family. What was more, he promised to take him to the capital and make him a little tyrant there, too.

Pei Qingheng, a treacherous minister of his age, stood below one man and above all others. He controlled the court for decades, held the young emperor hostage, killed officials, and brought the court to ruin.

No one knew that he, too, had once been a bright and openhearted young man.

The moment he entered the court, his burning passion froze to ice.

His little husband died on that cold, rainy night.

The final meeting they never got to have.

The skewer of candied hawthorns he never got to give him.

They became a pain in his heart that could never be erased.

This time, he would protect his little husband properly.

A reborn, unhinged, ruthless, and possessive gong x a sunny, cheerful, affectionate shou

One-on-one romance, both leads sexually inexperienced, mutual devotion, four-year age gap

The gong has few moral scruples and is not a good person.

The early story focuses on looking after his husband, everyday family life, and the imperial examinations.

The later story focuses on cherishing his husband, political turmoil, and the path to promotion.

A rebirth, imperial-examination, childbirth novel, with a focus on the ensemble cast.

Theme: Create happiness with your own hands.