Has the Heir's Wife Divorced Him Today?

Fu Xuan, heir to the Duke of Anguo, is a man of great talent, with an elegant, noble air. He is the unrequited love of many fine young ladies, yet Lu Wan, from a humble family, somehow got lucky enough to marry him. Everyone thinks she loves Fu Xuan to the point of obsession. Her mother-in-law gives her a hard time, and her sister-in-law is impossible to deal with, but she never even furrows her brow. A sickly woman, she exhausts herself trying to secure her place in the duke's household. No wonder she collapses into bed every few days. Fu Xuan also believes she has feelings for him. At first, he only meant to give her the respect she deserved, but he rarely came home. Even when he stayed in her room, it was only because his father forced him to. Later, he decided his little wife was gentle and considerate, good in every way, except that she was so delicate he had to think twice before even touching her. Then, on the day the imperial palace was attacked, his frail wife, who never went anywhere without her pills, turned around and snapped an assassin's neck. Fu Xuan: ...? Following the clues, Fu Xuan uncovered her identity. She was no daughter of some humble family. Her existence might bring disaster upon the entire ducal household. Even her frail health was because she had taken poison to avoid marrying him. Someone else spoke up for her: "Having to face an ice block all day and work herself to the bone managing the household, your sister has it far too hard." They thought she would object, but she simply said, unconcerned, "It doesn't matter. We'll be divorcing anyway." The proud heir to the dukedom experienced for the first time what it meant to have his heart torn apart. Divorce? Absolutely not. PS: Both leads are sexually inexperienced, and the heroine has never had a crush on anyone. A recommendation for my upcoming novel: After Accidentally Flirting with the Prince Regent, I Crashed and Burned by Mo Zizhe Qin Miao had a prophetic dream: Her father died of illness, and she was sent away for a political marriage. The old emperor dropped dead on their wedding night. Because she was beautiful, her stepsons coveted her. In the end, she stabbed the Third Prince and was thrown into prison. Only one person ignored the rumors and came to visit her in prison every day, doing everything he could to help her. On the day she died, she clearly saw that man's eyes turn red. After waking up, Qin Miao set her sights on the Prince Regent: #Is it still in time to latch onto him now# #He'll be crying for me two years from now anyway# Prince Regent Xiao Lin held all the power at court and was ruthless and merciless, yet he was a hopeless romantic! Full of confidence, Qin Miao went to flirt with him, raising her delicate fingers. "Your Highness, my hands are cold." He remained unmoved, so Qin Miao had no choice but to tumble into his arms. "Your Highness, there's a mouse." Xiao Lin grabbed her by the nape, his gaze dangerous. "Princess, do I look easy to fool?" #Sob, why is he nothing like the gentle, considerate man in my dream# #What kind of lousy protector is this, with thorns to boot# The man remained fierce throughout. Even when he kissed her, he seemed ready to devour her, without the slightest tenderness. At last, he came to ask for her hand in marriage. Lu Wan was stunned to discover two Xiao Lins standing outside. The extra one looked at her with tender affection, just like the man in prison. #Sob, I hate twin brothers the most# #Is it still in time to switch to the other one# Later, the truth came out. One gripped her waist and sneered, "Have you thought about how you'll pay for provoking me, Princess?" The other gently wiped away her tears. "Don't be afraid. I'll take you away." The brothers forced her to choose. Qin Miao clutched her little quilt and timidly held out a hand. "...Eenie, meenie, miney, moe... whoever it lands on..." Before she could finish, the sound of cups and saucers shattering rang out. Sob, I'm going to die. Theme: Live well.