The Unhinged Princess's Daily Lessons in Taming Her Husband

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A war cost Lu Xingyuan his father, elder brother, and fellow soldiers. He dragged his broken body back to the capital, only to be seized like a plaything by the notorious Eldest Princess and forcibly given the title of "consort."

He was confined to the rear courtyard of the princess's residence. A servant told him the next courtyard housed the capital's finest zither player, while the one beyond that belonged to a dashing swordsman. They were both quite the lookers.

If he wanted to win the princess's favor, he would have to put in some effort.

But Lu Xingyuan didn't even raise an eyelid. "Who Her Highness likes has nothing to do with me."

He actually hoped Qi Nian would get annoyed with him and hate him, so she might divorce him as soon as possible.

But Qi Nian's attitude after their marriage surprised Lu Xingyuan.

She secretly treated his leg injury, protected him from attacks both overt and covert, and even argued to his face with people who belittled him.

"How could people as ordinary as you possibly understand the consort's virtues?"

When she looked at him, she never showed the contempt, disgust, or condescending pity that everyone else did.

She truly treated him like a living, breathing person.

When Lu Xingyuan saw that beneath her feigned madness and flirtatious facade

was a heart covered in scars,

he secretly vowed to become the one who would shelter her from the storm.

Later, General Lu, once a battlefield hero who despised those who used their looks to please others, became a delicate, clingy sweetheart.

Every day, he sent servants to the various courtyards to pass on a message. "Your Highness, the consort's leg is acting up again today. It hurts terribly, and he's been calling your name nonstop."

Qi Nian frowned. "Has he taken his medicine?"

"The consort refuses. He says it's too bitter and wants Your Highness to feed it to him."

The zither player: …

The swordsman: That's cheating! That's cheating!

Under the cover of night, Lu Xingyuan bared part of his chest and casually offered her a cup of prepared aphrodisiac wine.

"Your Highness said last time that I was dull and no fun. I've been practicing hard ever since. This time, I'll be sure to satisfy you."

When the Eldest Princess Qi Nian's marriage was settled, all the noble young men in the capital breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumors had long circulated that the infamous Eldest Princess was fickle, cruel, and bloodthirsty, and that her residence was full of "soulmates."

On the wedding day, everyone eagerly awaited the sight of her consort.

When they saw that the groom in the carriage was Lu Xingyuan, who had lost a battle and been left with a crippled leg, the people nodded.

Ha! A madwoman and a cripple. A perfect match!

Everyone waited for the spectacle, eager to see how the madwoman would slowly torture Lu Xingyuan to death.

And sure enough!

On the first day of marriage, the consort was punished by being made to walk home through the rain.

On the tenth day, he was nearly beaten to death.

After a month of marriage, the princess invited her consort to a late-night group romp.

The people cheered: What a show! How thrilling!

Then a year later, news of a divorce spread from the princess's residence.

Everyone assumed the consort would be overjoyed and flee as quickly as possible.

But Lu Xingyuan knelt at the gates of the princess's residence and begged, "Your Highness... please, don't leave me!"

A beautiful, powerful, tragic princess who pretends to be a crazy playgirl vs. a general who pretends to be cold and aloof at first, then becomes a clingy, jealous green-tea sweetheart

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads' firsts, not a matriarchy. The heroine's playgirl persona is an act, and there's a reason she's crazy, but that doesn't stop the romantic rivalry

2. The hero has a leg disability at first, but it soon heals. His equipment works perfectly, if you know what I mean

3. A slight substitute trope, though it's really a misunderstanding

4. The power struggles are all in service of the romance~

5. Set in an imaginary world. It is very fictionalized...

- Upcoming novel blurb: "The Immortal Lord Can't Forget His Humiliation"

Before Wen Wan was sent to the dungeon, she spent the whole night getting advice from the fox demon next door, who had been married three times.

She'd heard that the dungeon held an immortal cultivator captured by the Demon Lord.

She'd heard he was the greatest cultivator of the Tianheng Sect, a peerless swordsman, noble and self-controlled, and the pride of the entire cultivation world.

Unfortunately, the sect's young prodigy was stubborn as a rock and refused to bow despite enduring every sort of torture.

The Demon Lord planned to turn him into a human-shaped elixir to aid his cultivation. It was both an act of exploitation and humiliation, and a brutal slap in the face to the cultivation sects.

So Wen Wan, an ordinary mortal, was the ideal vessel for channeling spiritual power, and she was sent to the unlucky immortal lord.

Wen Wan was quite calm about the whole thing. She tricked him into drinking a bowl of tiger-bone wine, hoping to make things less painful for both of them.

But the immortal lord in the dungeon was clearly not as calm.

Whether his Dao heart had shattered or she had simply pushed him too far, he suddenly spat blood all over her.

Wen Wan thought he must hate her. Otherwise, he wouldn't look at her with such coldness every time they were together, and he wouldn't have avoided touching her with his hands from beginning to end.

He certainly wouldn't have been so eager to erase the one stain on his life after working from within to help the cultivation sects destroy the demon realm.

For two years, being imprisoned in the demon realm was a nightmare Xie Wuxi never wanted to remember.

Imprisoned by the Demon Lord and exploited by a mortal woman,

such a disgrace should have made him hate her to the bone.

And Xie Wuxi truly did hate her.

He hated her for her baseness, for taking advantage of him when he was helpless, and most of all, he hated how powerless he was to resist her touch, every inch of his skin crying out in humiliation.

His hatred grew worse after countless fruitless attempts to summon her spirit.

Then, on the day he attended a friend's wedding, he discovered she was still alive.

At the time, she wore a red gown and a phoenix crown. Her smile was flawless as she lowered her head and said, "Daoist Xie, I've heard so much about you."

Theme: Cherish yourself and refuse to wear yourself down with needless anxiety.