The Female Chief Councilor’s Everyday Wife-Pampering

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Shen Yanqing is reborn at fourteen, still the promising scholar from a poor family on whom everyone has pinned their hopes.

In her previous life, she wielded power over the court, only to see her entire family executed. The one person she regretted letting down was Lin Wanxia, the quiet child bride she'd ignored for years.

In this life, she gives up the struggle with a smile and turns to clasp that hand, roughened with calluses.

“I can give up the chance to study, but Wanxia has to be mine.”

The world mocks women for taking the imperial examinations? She'll go on to win the top honors in all three county-level examinations and rise steadily through the ranks.

The court sneers at the chief councilor for marrying a merchant's daughter? Then she'll dote on her wife until everyone knows it.

From topping the county exams to becoming chief councilor, Shen Yanqing outwits her enemies, cleans up official corruption, and implements new policies. And always at her side is one person: Lin Wanxia, who was once timid and uneasy but later stands shoulder to shoulder with her, using her astonishing business acumen to weave a vast commercial network and help her overturn the court.

|A few things to know|

· One-on-one, mutually faithful, happy ending. A scheming, reborn female chief councilor × a self-effacing merchant wife who grows stronger

· Marriage first, love later; they save each other

· The imperial examinations and political intrigue take center stage, with farming and business on the side; the wives slap down villains and grow together

· Set in an imaginary dynasty where women can take the imperial examinations

In this life, I don't want power over all under heaven. I only want you, a warm home by lamplight, and for us to climb to the top together.

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[One]

Su Wanshuang × Ye Yingshuang | Tragic romance | Happy ending

In the third year after she was banished to the mortal realm, she was destitute and performing on the street.

A girl in red tossed her a silver ingot and cheerfully invited her to eat noodles. “Sister Su, I'm your believer.”

Su Wanshuang didn't know that the girl who called herself a believer had been waiting for her for five hundred years.

Five hundred years: crawling out of the ruins beside Mirror Lake, surviving the slaughter of ten thousand ghosts atop the Golden Furnace, and stumbling all the way from the depths of the Nether Abyss to her side.

She said, “Sister Su, I've remembered the osmanthus candy you gave me when you saved me all those years ago for five hundred years.”

She said, “Sister Su, I don't care about being alive. What matters to me is that you are alive.”

The Lord of Cangwu sets an immense scheme in motion to ensure they will never find happiness.

But Ye Yingshuang refuses to believe it. If five hundred years of devotion can't earn her a response, she'll wait another five hundred.

Until the osmanthus tree beside Mirror Lake withers and blooms again, until their hair turns white, until the end of reincarnation

“Sister Su, was there ever a moment when you liked me?”

“Yes. More than one.”

[Two]

I was once the most dazzling divine official in the heavens, slaying demons at Mirror Lake and ascending to immortality in broad daylight.

After being banished twice, I lost all my magic and ended up performing on the street, unable to beg even a bowl of leftover gruel.

Then a girl in red handed me a bowl of noodles and smiled. “Sister Su, I'm your believer.”

But she didn't know that I recognized her at once: the red cord around her wrist was wrapped around the resentment of the dragon from Mirror Lake five hundred years ago.

Her aura was uncanny, unlike that of the living, yet she protected me from ghost enforcers, stormed the ghost market, and traveled far to the northern deserts.

She said she'd crawled out of the ruins and fought ten thousand ghosts atop the Golden Furnace for ten years, all to live long enough to see me again.

She said she'd painted my portrait for five hundred years, from my ascension to my banishment, and had never dared burn a single one.

Only later did I understand that no ascension or heavenly decree could compare to the five hundred years she spent waiting for me.

The Lord of Cangwu has laid a trap, the shaman clan has been unjustly wiped out, and the Lord of Chaos deep in Guixu is about to awaken

And her true identity is even more earth-shattering than I imagined.

I once asked the heavens why I was trapped in the mortal world, until I met her.

It turned out I fell to earth so you could catch me.

May we meet year after year, and celebrate each full moon together.

A few things to know:

1. One-on-one, mutually faithful, happy ending.

2. A cool on the outside, warm on the inside ice-cold divine official × a devoted little wolf who's waited five hundred years for love.

3. A slow-burn, deeply felt romance spanning life, death, and reincarnation. There will be angst, but it will end sweetly.

Theme: Dare to be the first to stand up for the world