My Wife-Queen Is Always Too Softhearted

[Little bonus character profiles:]

Si Yu: A lovable sister who accepts herself unconditionally. She loves every part of herself, including the seemingly weak feminine traits she brought with her from modern society. Though she becomes a ruler, she still believes in equality and love. She encourages a healthy, slow-paced approach to romance, but as a sensible person, she can't help being shaken by her mad consort's love.

Ji Chao: A champion of the "I'm jealous of myself" school of thought. His life is miserable, and he is always a little calamity hovering at death's door. Later, he seems to turn into a calculating, big tiger, but because he's surrounded by healthy love, he spends his days acting like a cat rolling over to show its belly. A gender-swapped, love-struck mad consort who willingly lets love capture him.

[The serious blurb]

Si Yu was a perfectly ordinary, well-behaved student. At school, teachers and classmates praised her for being obedient; once she grew up and started working, her bosses and coworkers praised her for being honest and dependable.

Then Si Yu transmigrated into a society where women held power, a world utterly unlike modern society. She came from a wealthy family and was, without a doubt, a rich second-generation heir.

A life of comfortable idleness was Si Yu's fondest dream, if not for the young servant who shared her bed.

"My wife, don't marry anyone else." Ji Chao's eyes glistened as his tall frame penned Si Yu in, leaving her nowhere to go. "Stay with me forever, Ji Chao..."

Trembling with fear, Si Yu could only cry out silently in her heart: You wouldn't let me break off the engagement when I tried! Aren't you the one I'm engaged to?

A well-behaved, hardworking, honest heroine X a brooding, jealous husband and doting male-mom hero

[More details:]

After transmigrating, Si Yu became a notorious rich, spoiled wastrel in a matriarchal kingdom.

Her predecessor left her a pile of messes to clean up: she'd seized a fallen young noble and made him her personal servant, and next month she was supposed to marry some unknown young noble as her primary husband. Si Yu even had to take the beating for the predecessor's offense of visiting a brothel.

Burdened with all those black marks against her name, Si Yu's first priority was to reclaim her peace and quiet. She had no interest in collecting handsome men.

But the more she tried to fend off her admirers, the more they came. Si Yu looked at the copy of Three Hundred Essays for Passing the Imperial Exams that she'd been reading for over half a month, still stuck on page six, and decided to tackle the main problem first: shut herself away and study!

She was near the bottom of the list, but at least she passed. The problem was, a noble widower came home with her along with the exam results...

Her lover, newly promoted from bedchamber servant, gazed at the lantern waiting outside in the courtyard, smiling with a hidden edge. "My wife, where will you be sleeping tonight?"

Si Yu: ...Before we get into that, can you take graduate school entrance exams here?

The blurb's setting was posted in a screenshot on September 14, 2025, at 22:17.

--New story, My Only Regret Is That My Wife Is So Clueless, coming soon~

Chen Duan had always thought Sang Jie was willing to marry him because of his face.

It was laughable. The Bu'er clan valued fidelity above all else, yet every generation was blessed with a pretty face, supposedly to help them seduce their destined beloved one day. Chen Duan had been different from the others since childhood: he felt no affection for the person he had dreamed of as his destined partner.

How could anyone who was susceptible to beauty remain faithful? Chen Duan figured he must have been born defective. He looked down on his clansmen, who never stopped thinking and talking about their destined partners.

He'd planned to hone his self-reliance and then leave for good, but before he could grow up, his elders pressured him into a blind date. He heard the girl was only eighteen. She was that young and already wanted a husband? Had she even thought it through?

Look at the way she stared at him when she learned he was from the Bu'er clan. Such a little lecher at her age. Hmph!

But a man's life was worth less than grass. The little lecher was willing, so he was forced into the bridal sedan chair.

Huh? Why were they sleeping in separate rooms on their wedding night? Why was he out picking mushrooms in the mountains with her the next morning? And why had she dumped a child on him before bed? He didn't even know how to tell stories! That grandmother who sat under the eaves all day was strange, too! He'd just been a little careless while chopping wood, so what gave her the right to say he was useless and unworthy of the little lecher?

Most importantly! Why wasn't the little lecher even tempted by his body? All she thought about was making money and buying a bigger house. Was the Bu'er clan's beauty just meant to sit there unused?

A healing, sweet farming story.

Theme: Beautiful "useless" qualities can bring people love and freedom.