The Tool Wife of a Husband Who Loves Men

I think I married a gay man and became a prop to cover up the relationship between my cheap husband and his "lover."

I ended up with a newlywed life where I didn't have to wait on him, got money every month, and could do whatever I wanted.

My cheap husband was actually pretty nice, and he even provided meals! The only problem was that his cooking was awful.

He served boiled greens every day. Even the water tasted like greens. This wouldn't do. I had to go up the mountain to find some seasonings. Who knew I'd somehow stumble into a hidden realm?

Into the mountains to dig up herbs. This looks like ginger. I'll dig it up and take it home to see.

Into the mountains to pick mushrooms. These look like some kind of delicious mushrooms. I'll take them home and see if the chickens like them.

The Sixth Prince stayed in this remote mountain village for two reasons: first, to escape the rebels hunting him and regroup his troops.

Second, to find the legendary Songyuan Secret Realm and the treasure left behind by the founding emperor.

Third, before he left the court, the imperial astrologer had predicted that a benefactor who could help him would be here.

Unfortunately, after a year of fruitless searching, he followed his uncle's advice. His troops disguised themselves as villagers on the other side of the mountain, while he married a wife in Liu Family Village to conceal his identity.

On their wedding night, he saw the pale, timid little girl before him. He had meant to warn her not to cause trouble, but somehow the words wouldn't come out.

Never mind. As long as she was obedient and well-behaved, what was wrong with giving her a lifetime of wealth and honor, so long as she didn't covet what wasn't hers?

At first, Dai Lin still had to look after her. Within a few days, she sensibly offered to take charge of the household. She was an easygoing girl, and a wonderful cook.

Before he knew it, all sorts of things had appeared in the house that was only supposed to be a cover.

Later, he could drink three bowls of the chicken soup his little wife made in one sitting. When he went to discuss strategy with his uncle, his nose wouldn't stop bleeding, and the army doctor diagnosed him with overindulgence in tonics.

Later still, he thought he saw his little wife feeding the chickens reishi mushrooms.

He must have been mistaken.

The pawn he'd originally used to conceal his identity turned out to be the benefactor he'd searched so long for.

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Premise: The person you've been searching for is right before your eyes