My Two Husbands Who Transmigrated

Lin Zhen transmigrated into a marquis's household as a concubine-born daughter in an unknown dynasty.

She had the beauty to make fish forget to swim and geese forget to fly, but her birth mother died young and her legal mother disliked her. Lin Zhen was already grown by the time anyone began looking for a match for her.

In this stifling dynasty, Lin Zhen had planned to take life as it came. But while meeting potential matches, she saw a face identical to that of the man she had loved in her previous life.

Her heart, long reduced to ashes, sprouted for the first time.

Lin Zhen seemed like a different person. She lied, climbed walls, and followed him around... Her heart and mind were set on marrying this man whose face was identical to her former lover's.

Unfortunately, Fang Huaijian thought Lin Zhen was insane and avoided her like the plague.

After Fang Huaijian rejected her mercilessly once again, Lin Zhen burst into tears and sank to the ground, sobbing in anguish.

The bitter wind and rain soaked her to the skin, but she didn't notice.

"An'an, is that you?" A clear, deep male voice pierced the rainy mist, making Lin Zhen's heart skip a beat.

"An'an" was her childhood nickname in her previous life.

Lin Zhen blinked through her tears and looked up, trying to make out the young man before her.

He stood like a mountain above a deep pool, imposing and dignified, and looked nothing like her former lover.

But his voice washed over her heart like a clear spring, reaching her soul. "An'an, I've found you!"

Lin Zhen joyfully married Shi Yan, the lover from her previous life who had called her "An'an" and transmigrated to ancient times with her.

Three months later.

Fang Huaijian found Lin Zhen, his forehead veins bulging and his face full of fury.

"An'an, I remember now. Can you forgive me?"

"An'an, everything Shi Yan told you was a lie to deceive me!"

Lin Zhen: What?!!

Shi Yan can recite all twenty-four core socialist values so fluently!

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Shi Yan transmigrated into an NPC with the same name in a popular female-oriented novel on Green River. He would soon be sacrificed to the love story of the male and female leads and killed off.

In his previous life, he was the sole heir to a top-tier wealthy family in the capital, an elite who dominated the business world and was every dream girl's ideal husband!

He looked over the paper-thin political intrigue plot. Lin Zhen was a secondary female character, the long-lost younger sister of the sister-obsessed male lead and the future Grand Princess.

That's the one. Marry her and bring her home. Becoming a powerful minister would be twice as easy, and even becoming emperor might be possible.

To his surprise, Lin Zhen was also a transmigrator, but she had no idea what was going on in the plot.

After secretly observing her for a while, on a dark, rainy evening, Shi Yan walked up to the miserable, weeping Lin Zhen with an oil-paper umbrella.

He tilted the umbrella toward her, leaving most of himself in the rain, and cried out with emotion, "An'an, is that you?"

When Fang Huaijian grabbed Lin Zhen's hand and came storming to confront Shi Yan, Shi Yan truly hadn't expected this novel to be so outrageous. Fang Huaijian had transmigrated too.

His gaze darkened. He looked the two of them over for a long moment, then stepped forward and forcefully pulled Lin Zhen to his side.

His expression was solemn, but his eyes brimmed with tenderness. "An'an, I'm your husband. I am now, and I always will be."

Shi Yan shamelessly declared, his voice ringing clear: "I'm your husband, from three years in the future!"

Lin Zhen: What?!!

I have two transmigrated husbands?!!!

Reader's note:

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending. Shi Yan is the male lead, and the second male lead has a lot of scenes. The heroine, male lead, and second male lead are all virgins in both lives.

2. Male rivalry, two men pursuing the heroine and suffering heartbreak.

3. The characters are all flawed. The heroine is the most beautiful woman and grows over time. This is not a wish-fulfillment story about becoming a princess.

4. Fictional setting inspired by the Tang dynasty. Slow-paced.

5. I have an obsessive urge to revise, but I only change the wording.

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Coming soon: Becoming the Good Wife of a Gloomy, Sickly Ghost

A sunny male ghost pretending to be gloomy and sickly *

A proud, wild thoroughbred with a few tricks up her sleeve, but not many; a king with a slight harem of admirers

Newly married Wen Wan changed her usual proud ways. When Emperor Mingjia praised Song Jie, saying, "The God of War knows how to manage his wife," Wen Wan had only half rolled her eyes before meeting Song Jie's dark gaze. Her expression instantly shifted to a sweet smile, as though her imperial uncle were all-knowing and had brought together a perfect couple.

If Song Jie hadn't made a solemn promise, and she hadn't learned the secret that he was close to death, even an imperial decree wouldn't have made marriage-phobic Wen Wan agree. With him supposedly at death's door, even someone as rebellious as her could put up with him for a while and let him keep his dignity.

But the inner quarters were like a prison. Wen Wan struggled to play the virtuous wife, hoping to help him reach the afterlife sooner and regain her freedom.

She eagerly kept him company for meals and fun, touring every place within a hundred li of the imperial city (until he was exhausted and collapsed).

She furtively helped him spy on the woman he loved (leaving him black-faced and shaken to the core... That night, things happened that were too embarrassing to mention. Wen Wan's virtuous-wife act reached its peak. Who could see their beloved cinnabar mole and not be devastated? She left him physically and emotionally spent, nearly dead from sex?

He clung to life, while Wen Wan remained as steady as a dog in her role as a virtuous wife, until one day she personally brought him tea and snacks.

His friend laughed heartily, without the slightest trace of sorrow. Song Jie spoke with full vigor as he reminded him, "...Don't mention it once you leave this room."...

Wen Wan froze. Then her blood surged, and all the things she hadn't understood suddenly made sense.

No wonder!

Apart from his deathly expression, the man was alive in every way! He was burning hot every night, without a trace of deathly chill!

She kicked open the door. The snacks and tray shot into the room like sword-arrows, crashing down in pieces, like her long-cherished dream of becoming a widow.

With her hands on her hips, Wen Wan glared until sparks flew from her dark eyes.

To hell with being a virtuous wife. Even a dog wouldn't do it! She wasn't some soft persimmon for anyone to toy with. She had plenty of strength and ways to turn things around, by making herself a widow with her own hands!

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The moment Wanwan came into view, her bright eyes and charming smile, her uninhibited manner, made her impossible to forget. I knew she was the one fate had chosen for me.

So what if she had someone she loved? Killing is as easy as cooking a small fish...

Besides, I was thoughtful, devoted, patient, and earnest... As expected, Wanwan fell into my arms, cherished and pitied me, and called me "dear." She was so kind and gentle, so lovable and sweet.

Then, while reminiscing with my close friend, a plate of pastries suddenly fell from the sky and struck my forehead, staining it bright red.

Wanwan came at me furiously. "You shameless, despicable liar! You dared to fool me? Today, I'll make you a ghost!"

It's my fault. Married life was too happy and sweet, and I got carried away.

If she was tired of my gloomy, sickly act, I'd change into something new that she liked better.

After all, I know everything Wanwan likes. I can do it all (or pretend to).

Wanwan has never denied being my wife. She calls me her dead man all the time, and so affectionately.

#The sickly ghost bounced around all day again#

#Don't leave, hey! Wife, I'm really not faking it!#

#Look at me, wife! It's the version of me you like best!#

Theme: Love is sincerity and kindness