The youngest chief minister in a century, Pei Zhihe is handsome as jade, born into a prominent family, and refined and reserved.
His wife, Gu Yunqin, is the legitimate daughter of an official family. The Empress Dowager herself once praised her as gentle, virtuous, and exceptionally talented.
Everyone envies the couple for their talent and beauty, perfectly matched like a phoenix and a dragon.
Pei Zhihe has no objection to this marriage, bestowed by the emperor.
After all, Gu Yunqin was raised from childhood to be dutiful to her parents-in-law, manage the household, and handle social relations. No one could find fault with her in any of these things.
Apart from having to restrain himself whenever it came to marital intimacy, Pei Zhihe was fairly satisfied with his wife.
One day, Pei Zhihe accepted a colleague's invitation to a banquet. On his way back after washing his hands, he happened to pass the corner of a window.
He heard his usually dignified and elegant wife say, "When I was young, why do you think I wanted to marry a military man? I was hoping for some of that robust, uninhibited roughness in bed! Not like now, when every time he barely scratches the surface, like he's touching me through my clothes. It's so dull."
Another woman asked, "Why don't you talk to Minister Pei about it? How can you go on like this?"
"I'll make do for now. In his current state, buried in paperwork, maybe I'll become a widow sooner rather than later. Then I'll find myself a suitable lover on the side, someone who suits my tastes."
Pei Zhihe's face turned as cold as water.
That night, Gu Yunqin went to the study as usual to bring her husband ginseng soup.
Before the maid carrying the food box could follow her inside, someone pulled her in and roughly pressed her down on the desk, binding her hands with his belt.
Gu Yunqin turned back, her eyes trembling, and asked in a dignified voice, "What are you doing, husband?"
Pei Zhihe's expression was stern, but he cruelly showed her the glistening liquid at his fingertips after a single touch. "The white jade has melted. Why pretend you don't know, my lady?"
#Only when they drop their masks can a marriage be truly perfect#
2025.06
1. Fictional setting.
2. Sweet post-marriage romance.
3. If you don't like it, click away. No need to tell me.
Theme: Wouldn't it be better to be honest from the start?
