A Kept Wife's Guide to Being Supported II

A series of main-couple stories, with a dominant male lead.

First Story: Cheerful, spoiled puppy-like top x Feisty wife forced to marry him

Jiang Mingzhao was a notorious wastrel in the capital.

He skipped class, drank, fought crickets, and frequented brothels. He was a wastrel through and through, a failure in both letters and arms.

Everyone said the Zhongyong Marquis's household was full of loyal servants of the state. The marquis and his wife guarded the frontier year-round, giving everything for their country. Their eldest son was a pillar of the state and an upright official, while their legitimate daughter had married into the imperial family and was gentle, virtuous, and proper. Everything was perfect, except that when it came to Jiang Mingzhao, the family values had somehow gone awry.

The Zhongyong Marquis's household had endured countless whispers behind their backs. Seeing how incorrigible his second son was, the marquis had broken several bamboo canes trying to teach him a lesson, but nothing could rein in Jiang Mingzhao's restless spirit. He continued carousing, getting into trouble wherever he went. By the time he was twenty, not a single shuang'er in the capital was willing to marry him.

With his son about to become an old bachelor, Madam Jiang had no choice but to swallow her pride and use the family's military merits to obtain an imperial decree arranging a marriage between Jiang Mingzhao and the chancellor's legitimate shuang'er.

Jiang Mingzhao heard that the legitimate shuang'er was reserved and dull, so he assumed he must be boring. He threw a tantrum and refused to marry him, and even after their engagement, he kept carousing as before.

On their wedding night, Jiang Mingzhao was still out womanizing at a tavern. Just as he sat with a beauty on either side, a bucket of icy water was suddenly dumped over his face.

Jiang Mingzhao jerked his head up in alarm. A delicate beauty in red, as slender as a willow, was holding a wooden bucket and pouring cold water over him without expression.

Jiang Mingzhao flew into a rage and was about to lash out, but the beauty drew the sword at his waist and pressed it against the soft spot below Jiang Mingzhao's navel. Word by word, he said:

"If it doesn't belong to me, I'll cut it off."

Jiang Mingzhao: "…"

Have mercy, beauty!

Later, whether Jiang Mingzhao was attending the Imperial Academy or going to war, and eventually rising to the highest ranks of government, the figure of his wife, Yuan Yuan, was always by his side.

Someone once asked Jiang Mingzhao how he had gone from being a despised wastrel to a powerful secretary of state, The Outcast. Jiang Mingzhao merely rubbed his ear and cautiously glanced at Yuan Yuan, who was watching him with an almost-smile.

"There's nothing to it." After more than a decade in office, the secretary of state Jiang, who could remain composed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, now looked guilty and mumbled,

"I'm simply... afraid of my wife."

The second story is undecided.

Theme: The sweet wife has done nothing wrong.