Raising a Husband Is Trouble

On Sui Sui's wedding day, the wedding hall was swallowed by a sea of flames.

She wore the wedding dress she'd embroidered with her own hands, waiting for her groom to come and claim her.

Instead, she waited for him to lead an army in an assault on her mountain stronghold.

The young man who had once been so meek and shy beneath her was now seated high on his horse, a stranger so frightening she could hardly bear to look at him.

Then he coldly uttered a single word: "Kill."

Only then did Sui Sui understand. The days he'd spent tenderly loving her, their whispered endearments and intimate caresses, had all been part of a carefully woven deception.

He had only done it to wipe out her band of outlaws in one fell swoop.

"I was the one who let the wolf in." Sui Sui laughed bitterly.

Then, as Wen Shaoyu watched in disbelief, she leaped into the sea of flames without looking back.

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To put down the bandits, Wen Shaoyu pretended to be a frail young nobleman and deliberately approached Sui Sui, the bandit chief's adopted daughter.

He never wanted to hurt her, but Sui Sui didn't give him even half a chance to explain.

She simply died before his eyes.

Wen Shaoyu watched it all with a calm expression, as if an insignificant stranger had died.

Later, when the emperor arranged his marriage to the daughter of the prime minister, he was going to refuse.

Until he saw her face. She was unmistakably Sui Sui, the woman who had died in the fire!

But she remembered nothing. Instead, she sweetly called him "husband."

At last, Wen Shaoyu could no longer lie to himself. Pain and guilt overwhelmed him, and he began trying every way he could to atone.

He rode out at dawn to buy the chestnut cakes she loved.

He hung the garden with the colorful lanterns she liked.

He shaped her brows and pinned up her hair.

He tried to play the part of a gentle, considerate husband, as though the fire had never burned.

In the third year of their marriage, beneath the garden's lanterns, a small knife suddenly plunged into his chest.

Inch by inch, her hand trembled, but she did not stop.

Covered in blood, Wen Shaoyu struggled to raise a hand and wipe away her tears. "Sui Sui... don't cry. It doesn't hurt."

In this life, he had deceived Sui Sui twice. The first time, he pretended to love her.

The second time, he pretended not to love her.

Now, looking into her eyes, full of hatred, the usually coldhearted General Wen finally tasted the agony of a breaking heart.

① One-on-one romance, both leads' first relationship, happy ending.

② The male lead "Wen Shaoyu" means free from worry, and the female lead "Nan Suiwan" means smiling happily year after year. May every young reader have good fortune and prosperity, and enjoy carefree days.

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That night, the moon was dim when a cold arrow cut through the air, aimed straight at her back.

The beautiful young man pushed her aside without hesitation and took the fatal blow, though it would leave him with a chronic illness for the rest of his life.

Xie Changxin's blood soaked half his robe as he fell to his knees. Even as he lost consciousness, he was worried she might be hurt.

Shen Ciying's heart twisted with pain. Keeping watch by his bed, she resolved to care for him like family for the rest of her life.

When young people marry, it's only natural for them to harbor innocent hopes.

Shen Ciying had imagined a peaceful marriage, one where they treated each other with respect and lived safely and contentedly.

Their love was as brief as morning dew, yet beautiful enough that he couldn't forget it for seven years.

Back then, it was as if they were living in a storybook.

Back then, they were both so young...

But the moment she saw his true face, all her memories of him washed away.

"A Ying, he's here to see you."

Years later, Shen Ciying was the beloved daughter of a powerful prime minister, treasured and pampered.

Someone had fought his way up from obscurity, risking his life in battle after battle to earn enough military merit to meet the threshold to marry her.

A grand wedding procession stretched for miles as he brought her home as his bride.

When the prime minister died, amid political upheaval and danger, he stood before her to shield her.

Everyone at court knew Xie Changxin as a sinister strategist, a military adviser who could bring down a city with a single scheme, ruthless and calculating, sparing no one.

But at home, he was frail and chronically ill, coughing in the slightest breeze. He rolled up his sleeves to cook porridge, shelled lotus seeds for his wife, and kept the lamp lit all night in case she woke from a nightmare.

Xie Changxin was breathtakingly beautiful, like an immortal. He indulged his wife in everything and never denied her anything, except for one strange thing.

Even when they were intimate, he wore a light robe and never let her see his back.

He only wanted her to stay this way forever, never to remember.

But the truth could not stay hidden forever, and no one could escape fate.

That night, all was silent.

Shen Ciying suddenly opened her eyes. A few strands of hair had come loose at her temples as she stared at him with unblinking, dark eyes for a long time.

"When you took that arrow for me, was that planned too?"

① One-on-one romance, both leads' first relationship, happy ending.

Theme: Human nature has many sides. Saints have selfish desires, and villains have sincere hearts.