After Mistaking My New Husband on Our Wedding Night

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[Voluptuous, recently widowed, conservative, beautiful younger sister-in-law x upright, stern, celibate, aloof elder brother]

Ji Mengchun used to be the most proper person around: gentle, mild-mannered, and never once stepping out of line.

Until her husband was killed in battle not long after they married, leaving her a young widow in the general's household, pregnant with his posthumous child.

Her old friend Shen Mingzhu came to her in tears. She had someone she loved, but her family was forcing her into an arranged marriage.

She begged Mengchun to wear a veil and test whether her betrothed was truly a man of good character.

"Just once. If he acts improperly, I'll have a reason to break off the engagement."

Ji Mengchun knew it was absurd, but in the end, her soft heart won out, and she agreed.

But after arriving at the meeting place, she was shocked to discover that Mingzhu's intended was none other than the steady, stern, upright eldest son of the Cui household.

Her late husband's own elder brother, Cui Su!

Ji Mengchun was consumed with regret. She couldn't imagine what would happen if her always serious, stern brother-in-law found out about the foolish thing she'd done. But she was already in too deep, so she steeled herself and used the methods Mingzhu had taught her.

She flirted with the man before her, again and again.

She even hoped her brother-in-law would slip up soon so that this could all be over.

But Cui Su sat upright as a pine, his expression distant, refusing her firmly time after time. He was the very model of a gentleman.

Listening from behind a screen, Mingzhu grumbled, "He really is a gentleman."

Only Ji Mengchun knew something was wrong!

He refused her decisively and never once stepped out of line.

When he steadied her wrist with a hand, his touch was firm and restrained, his palm dry and warm. He barely touched her before pulling away, yet she shivered all over.

The pressure and restraint of that touch felt strangely familiar.

As she thought about it, her face suddenly went pale.

Ji Mengchun had a secret.

On her wedding night, she and her husband had spent the whole night making love without pause. But when she got up exhausted in the morning, covering her body, marked all over, and went to look for him, a maid told her that the general had received an urgent report the night before and had already left for the military camp with his troops.

Ji Mengchun realized what that meant. Her whole body jolted, and her fingertips began to tremble.

...If her husband had already returned to the military camp the night before, then who was the man who had made love to her all night?

Ji Mengchun panicked when she realized something was wrong.

She wanted to escape, so she immediately told Shen Mingzhu that the absurd game of testing her betrothed's sincerity was over.

She returned to her life as the young widow of the general's household. When she saw Cui Su again, she lowered her head, steadied herself, and greeted him as always: "Eldest Brother."

Cui Su looked at her with dark, unreadable eyes, giving nothing away.

But secret, watchful gazes followed her like a shadow. When she was alone at night, that lingering, burning warmth and cool pine scent seemed to surround her.

Ji Mengchun felt uneasy.

Then, her husband, who had supposedly died on the battlefield, returned.

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[Note: The romantic plot and intimate interactions only begin after their family relationship is severed.]

Coming soon: A Love Potion Gone Wrong

Yu Qingyi had grown up with Meng Tingyu, the young heir of the Marquis of Zhenbei's household. They were childhood sweethearts, and their engagement had been arranged long ago.

As children, they had been inseparable. But when they reached marriageable age, the young heir decided she was too obedient, too meek, and utterly boring. He wanted to end their engagement.

He spared no expense to find a pair of love-changing poison worms. He tricked her into swallowing the female worm, then planned to give the male worm to one of his friends, so she would willingly fall for someone else and they could both save face.

But Meng Tingyu didn't know two things.

First, the worms he'd bought weren't gentle love-changing worms, but powerful aphrodisiac worms. The two people infected would gradually lose control of themselves, and only an all-consuming physical entanglement could temporarily ease their symptoms.

Second, the male worm he'd so carefully chosen hadn't ended up in his friend's mouth. By a twist of fate, it had gone into the mouth of his adoptive father, Pei Changyuan, a fearsome, stern cavalry general renowned for his military exploits.

The worms' effects were intense. When Meng Tingyu watched Yu Qingyi during the engagement negotiations, she was teary-eyed, damp with sweat, her cheeks flushed with heat, and she couldn't sit still.

For a moment, he was dazed by her sudden, astonishing beauty. Then he felt relieved, certain he could get out of the marriage.

But months later, he hadn't heard any happy news about Yu Qingyi and his friend. Instead, he heard that his adoptive father, who had never shown the slightest interest in women, seemed to be hiding someone in his residence.

Meng Tingyu thought it was amusing and cheerfully brought wine to congratulate him. When the servants tried to stop him, he simply said they were family and barged straight into his adoptive father's courtyard.

The door was slightly ajar.

From just beyond the gap came a faint, soft moan, almost like a sob, unbearably alluring. His usually stern, stiff-backed adoptive father was softly coaxing the person inside, chuckling under his breath.

Meng Tingyu's smile froze. The woman's voice sounded strangely familiar.

Then Pei Changyuan came out, his robe loosely open, carrying someone in his arms.

A black cloak wrapped the person in his arms securely, revealing only a slender, delicate white ankle. A red anklet dangling from it jingled as it swayed. Meng Tingyu recognized it at once: the birthday gift he'd once given Yu Qingyi.

His voice trembled with disbelief. "...Qingyi?"

Pei Changyuan raised his eyes slightly. "Don't call her Qingyi."

"You should call her Mother."

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