My Wife Is Not to Be Trifled With

Below is the blurb for the upcoming historical romance The Golden Bird Terrace.

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A tough-talking shrew x a smooth-talking flirt

Old Deng's wife at the village entrance is always running her mouth and making trouble. She has tormented the wives of her eldest and second sons until they are barely recognizable. The third son may be a good student, but he is frail and sickly, and of little use. The villagers gossip behind the family's back, saying that any woman who marries into that household might as well consider her life over.

When word gets around that the Deng family is arranging a marriage for their third son, everyone in the village starts asking who the unlucky bride will be.

To their surprise, it turns out to be the daughter of the blacksmith Zhang from the neighboring village.

Oh, that Zhang girl! With a face and figure like hers, she could have married into a wealthy household. What a hard lot in life...

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On the first morning after Zhang Ying's wedding, it was barely light when she heard a clatter outside. She had no idea what was going on, and her temper flared. She flung the door open with a bang. "Damn it! Is anyone going to let me sleep this early in the morning?"

Old Deng's wife looked at that sweet, easy-to-bully face and gripped her broom, suddenly unsure of herself. "A-a new bride shouldn't be the one cooking..."

"I'm not even done sleeping! You're awake, aren't you? If you've got the energy, get cooking! And you lot, what are you staring at? Sweep if it's your turn to sweep, wash clothes if it's your turn to wash clothes. Do I have to spell it out for you?"

She slammed the door shut with a bang and went back inside.

Deng Qiong propped himself up slightly and looked at her bashfully. "Wife... you're so..."

He never got to finish saying "commanding." She pointed at his nose and gave him an earful too. "What are you smiling at? You're a useless good-for-nothing too. What can you do besides drool all over me? You're not even as useful as a farmer in the fields, yet you're taking up my bed. Move!"

Deng Qiong: ? No, he could do it! He really could!

1. One-on-one, single-couple.

2. The heroine is neither an uber-empowered heroine nor a strong woman.

3. The heroine's mother transmigrated; the heroine herself did not.

4. The heroine follows the rule, "Don't bother me and I won't bother you." She doesn't curse everyone she meets. If that's what you want to read, don't click in.

[Blurb for the upcoming historical romance The Golden Bird Terrace:

Wandai's parents died when she was young, and she has lived with the Cui family for as long as she can remember.

The Cui elders treat her as if she were their own daughter. She and the Cui family's eldest son grew up together and have been childhood sweethearts. In theory, they should marry once they come of age.

But they both grew up following their maternal uncle, Cui Zhi, around, and since he has never married, they feel they cannot marry before him.

Cui Zhi has always been stern, and Wandai is afraid of him. Especially after he caught her reading that sort of racy storybook and punished her himself, she became even more frightened of him...

Wandai uses the propriety required between men and women as an excuse to keep her distance, but her uncle starts appearing even more often. She can run into him even when she goes for a stroll in the garden.

She especially feels that his gaze is growing more and more intense, which frightens her so much that she dares not step outside her room.

One day, at last, she hears that he is going out and decides to get some fresh air.

But as she rounds a corner in the covered walkway, she runs right into him. Her handkerchief flies from her hand and lands squarely on his face.

He removes it expressionlessly and offers it back. Wandai reaches for it at once, but he stubbornly refuses to let go!

After holding it in for a long moment, Wandai turns bright red and stammers, "Y-y-you mustn't take advantage of your age!"

Cui Zhi approaches with a stern face. Wandai is so startled that she forgets to let go, staring at him blankly as she clutches the handkerchief and pulls with all her might.

But Cui Zhi suddenly releases it, and Wandai stumbles backward, nearly falling into the lotus pond...

Suddenly, a large hand scoops her up. His low voice sounds almost against her ear. "Xiao Dai, is this how your uncle taught you to behave?"

Her breath catches. She braces both hands against her uncle's chest and looks up into his half-smiling eyes, her heart nearly stopping.

"If you dare speak so disrespectfully to your uncle again, your uncle will have to punish you."

1. One-on-one, single-couple.

2. Coercive courtship and conquest.

3. The hero is genuinely sinister.

4. Seven-year age gap.

Theme: Strong winds reveal the strength of the grass.