A Handsome Face and a Great Body

[Coming Soon: The Little Widow's Acting Is Terrible, blurb at the very end]

Blurb:

Ruan Ping had just transmigrated to ancient times and hadn't even figured out what was going on when her useless parents drugged her with a sleeping potion and sold her to a wealthy young master as his concubine.

The good news: she didn't have to worry about anyone finding out she was a transmigrator.

The bad news: she had become a person of low social status.

The wealthy young master had a moonlight he loved but could never have, and Ruan Ping happened to have a face remarkably similar to hers.

So, basically, she had become the moonlight's substitute.

Ruan Ping had thought that since the young master had someone he loved, he would remain chaste for her and wouldn't do anything with Ruan Ping.

Who knew she'd guessed wrong? He was faithful in heart, not in body.

The young master had a handsome face and a great body. Ruan Ping decided that being his concubine wasn't so bad after all.

A few years later, the young master let go of his obsession and set her free.

Ruan Ping left without a hint of reluctance, dug up the money she'd hidden beneath the floor tiles, scooped up her cat, brought along two little maids, and strode off without looking back.

Everything about her new life was wonderful, except that her bed felt a little cold and it was hard to sleep alone.

To keep warm at night, Ruan Ping decided to find herself a new husband. She had just one requirement: a handsome face and a great body.

Who could have guessed that Fu Yi, her not-quite-ex-husband, would come chasing after her again, tempting her with a face so handsome it could outrage the heavens?

Ruan Ping couldn't resist...

*A little scene

Ruan Ping: "What are we now? Are we lovers?"

Fu Yi scowled. "Don't talk nonsense."

Ruan Ping: "But we are. You're married, so what else could we be?"

Fu Yi: "I'm not married."

Ruan Ping gave him a sympathetic look. "Did your cousin, your fiancée, marry someone else too?"

Fu Yi: "..." He hated that she was so clueless.

He was making his feelings so obvious, and she still couldn't see them!

He probed, "Did you miss me this past year?"

Ruan Ping answered honestly, "I did."

Fu Yi was delighted. "How much?"

Ruan Ping said nothing. Her eyes wandered as she took in his handsome face and great body.

*The heroine is not angsty, not angsty (important enough to say twice). Overall, this is a lighthearted and cheerful story.

*The hero really did love his moonlight. At first, his heart wasn't pure, but his body was.

*A sugary sweet romance. The leads' views on love and marriage are morally flexible, depending on the moment. Everything serves the plot, so please don't overanalyze.

Coming Soon: The Little Widow's Acting Is Terrible

A young widow arrived in the capital to seek refuge with relatives at the Duke of Zhenguo's residence.

She claimed that she'd suffered terribly in her husband's family and feared she wouldn't survive much longer.

Shen Linzhen, Prince of Xuan, was staying at the duke's residence and happened to witness the scene. Having met countless people, he immediately saw that the young woman's acting wasn't very good. She was wailing without tears, forcing them out.

There was nothing tragic about her at all.

For certain reasons, he helped the young widow and let her stay at the duke's residence, just as she wanted.

Who knew she would latch on to him, saying she was grateful for his kindness and wanted to repay him, that she had a unique skill and wanted him to invest in her?

She even said... said she liked him and wanted to pursue him, then asked whether he would let her.

A vein twitched at Shen Linzhen's temple. Could she really say something like that so directly?

At any rate, Shen Linzhen couldn't come up with an answer.

When he didn't answer, the young widow took it as a yes.

So she began pursuing him boldly, yet on the sly.

She would carry a pot of flowers into his courtyard when no one was around and say sweetly, "Your courtyard gets the best sunlight. My flowers like it here."

She would pick the brightest, most beautiful blossoms from the branches and give them to him, then tip her face up and ask for a kiss. Under his helpless gaze, she'd happily run off.

After successfully stealing a kiss, she'd boldly complain, "I like you! You were so close just now. How could I resist giving you a kiss?"

Before long, Shen Linzhen grew used to having her orbit around him.

Then one day, she suddenly stopped.

How could Shen Linzhen allow that?

He cornered her against the wall and demanded that she take responsibility for him.

The little widow glared. "Why should I?"

"Well, because..." Shen Linzhen relied on a few blurry images in his mind and tested her. "Because we've been married for ages, haven't we?"

He lowered his eyes, pretending to be hurt. "You took advantage of my amnesia and bullied me."

The little widow looked guilty.

Just as he thought!

Shen Linzhen sneered.

Her acting was still terrible.

Premise: Optimistic people are always happy.