My Lady Didn't Really Kill Me

Blurb:

[Wannabe assassin vs. secretly flirtatious marquis]

The assassin Qin Shizhao failed her mission, and to make matters worse, she was chased all over the city. To escape her pursuers, she accidentally took the identity of a deceased bride and ended up in a bridal sedan, utterly confused.

The sedan carried her to a place she knew rather well. She'd been there just last night: the residence of her assassination target, Marquis Su'an, Lu Huaiyan!

What was she supposed to do? Her assassination target had become her husband?

Qin Shizhao had planned to take advantage of the wedding night to kill her "new husband" with a swift strike.

But orders came from above. Not only was she forbidden from killing Marquis Lu, she also had to pretend to be his good wife and find an opportunity to steal his token and military strategy map.

From then on, Qin Shizhao had to come up with every possible way to charm Lu Huaiyan with a sweet smile, then steal what she needed without a sound.

*

The proud and aloof Marquis Lu had intended to live in mutual respect with his new wife, whom he'd never met and had married for convenience. Once his plans were complete, if she had other intentions, he could simply give her a generous sum of money.

But his wife fussed over him and took care of him every day.

She brought him medicine, clothes, and food. When she heard he'd run into danger, she resolutely risked her life to save him.

Marquis Lu was deeply moved. He also found himself wondering why he liked his wife more and more the longer he looked at her.

*

Until one day, Lu Huaiyan saw his charming, adorable wife rummaging through his study.

The instant she saw him, a sly smile appeared on her face. "What a shame. I was hoping we could keep playing devoted husband and wife for a few more days, Marquis. Looks like that's not going to happen."

As she spoke, she leapt onto the desk, wielding a dagger sharp enough to slice through hair. She charged straight at his face, each blow forceful and vicious.

Only later did he learn the truth.

His gentle, lovely wife was an assassin who killed without batting an eye.

She'd fussed over him every day to get close to his study and find a chance to steal the military strategy map.

She'd brought him clothes and food simply to steal the token hanging from his waist.

She'd risked her life to find him only because she was afraid that if he died, she wouldn't be able to save another man.

Lu Huaiyan flew into a rage and swore he would catch the vicious woman and make her pay!

*

Qin Shizhao was tricked by a crying palace maid into going down an unfamiliar alley. When she realized something was wrong and tried to escape, a crowd of black-clad, masked figures suddenly emerged from the corners and surrounded her.

Qin Shizhao couldn't help mocking herself. "You can never be too careful." She raised her eyes, arched a brow, and asked, "Who are you, and what do you want?"

A figure strode toward her.

Qin Shizhao had seen that scarlet official robe, embroidered with birds and beasts, countless times.

Lu Huaiyan stopped in front of her and looked her up and down. He hooked a finger beneath her chin, a laugh humming in his throat. "Dressed like this, you're almost unrecognizable."

"I've finally caught you, you wily assassin..."

[Note]

1. Both leads are virgins.

2. The heroine is very ruthless and shameless at first.

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My Husband Keeps Going Back on His Word

Blurb:

Everyone says Nie Ganyan, the daughter of a minor official, struck it lucky by marrying into the Boling Cui clan, the most prestigious family in the land, and becoming the wife of Cui Yao, the eldest son, a man of impeccable character and refined elegance.

But no one knows that the envy-inducing young madam of the Cui family counts down the days, wondering when she can divorce her husband, Cui Yao.

She still remembers the day that proud, noble Cui Yao came to see her. Looking down at her, he proposed a deal: They would marry and put an end to Wei Ting's interest in her. Once his younger sister and Wei Ting had a child, they would divorce.

With pressure mounting on all sides, she had no choice but to agree.

*

After the wedding, Nie Ganyan followed the strict rules of the Cui clan's matriarch, honored her elders, managed the household, looked after the family, and served her husband...

No one could find fault with her in any way, except for one thing: she still hadn't conceived a child...

Nie Ganyan placed a hand on her belly. She knew she was only a temporary young madam. She couldn't bring shame upon the real young madam. All she needed to do was treat Cui Yao with mutual respect, nothing more.

That night, in the damp, stifling bed curtains, Cui Yao's long hair fell loose and his eyes were bloodshot. He stroked her flushed, passionate face, then slowly placed his well-defined hand on her belly and asked, "When will there be a child here?"

Nie Ganyan was startled. She wondered if Cui Yao was drunk and talking nonsense.

*

One day, good news came from the general's residence: Cui Baozhen was pregnant. The whole household rejoiced for their young lady. The happiest of all was Nie Ganyan. With Cui Baozhen expecting a child, the day she regained her freedom couldn't be far off...

Nie Ganyan happily planned out her life after leaving the Cui residence. Over the years, she'd saved some money with her handiwork. She could buy a small house and bring her younger siblings to live with her. At last, they would be a family again.

When she went to the study, full of hope, the man at the desk looked up and his dark eyes filled with delight. He took her hand and asked, "What brings you here today?"

Nie Ganyan clasped his hand in return, her eyes curving into a smile, excitement impossible to hide. "Husband, Baozhen is pregnant. Let's find a time to divorce. We can't keep delaying..."

Before she could finish, he cut her off. His grip tightened, his expression darkened, and his eyes turned gloomy as he said coldly, "Divorce? What foolish thing are you saying, my dear?"

"Now that Baozhen is expecting, we need to hurry and catch up with them."

Theme: Face yourself.