The Beloved and Untamed Consort

She is a modern office worker and a powerhouse in the workplace. When she wakes up, she has transmigrated a thousand years into the past! In public, she is a sharp-tongued, delicate young lady. Behind closed doors, she is the elegant, ink-like head of the Shui family. The lives and deaths of countless people depend on a single thought of hers. Schemes and intrigues, deceit and betrayal: who is more ruthless? Open attacks and hidden arrows, blades flashing: who is more powerful? With a wave of her delicate hand, she can turn clouds and rain and rule the world. [Scene One] “Mo’er, marry me. I’ll give you the world, and we’ll stand side by side!” He gazed at her with deep affection, his faint smile brimming with incomparable confidence and composure. “Women have ambition, too. What if standing side by side isn’t enough for me?” She smiled like a flower in bloom, lifting her eyes to look at him with a playful, knowing glint that gave nothing away. His deep eyes narrowed, a hint of wickedness flashing in them. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, bringing his thin lips to her ear and gently biting her jade-like earlobe. His voice was alluring and especially suggestive. “I wouldn’t mind, either.” [Scene Two] “Miss, I heard that the Third Prince is going to take a consort and concubines.” A timid voice came from outside the curtain. “Oh? Is that so?” The woman in the man’s arms gave him a seductive glance, the warning in her eyes unmistakable. “Mo’er, you know the ancestral laws can’t be broken. There’s nothing I can do.” Yet the smile in his eyes was plain to see. “Is that so? Then I’ll divorce you and marry someone else. That would be perfectly reasonable, after all!” Her red lips parted, her expression bewitching. “Don’t you dare!” the man growled, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “What’s there to be afraid of? It’s just a matter of changing husbands!” [Scene Three] “Master, someone wants to buy the Third Prince’s head. The offer is thirty thousand taels of gold!” “I didn’t know he was worth so much!” The woman counted on her fingers and calculated her expenses. Hmm, funds were getting a little tight. “Mo’er, are you thinking of selling your husband to make money?” He stroked her hair, raising an eyebrow, his wicked expression full of certainty. “Take the order. Collect the money, then send them their employer’s head!” No matter how greedy she was, she couldn’t sell out her own husband, could she? “Mo’er really does care about me!” His smile flashed. As expected of his woman, she was ruthless enough! “When I decide to trade you in for another husband, I’ll consider it!” She nodded solemnly. One less nuisance and money in hand: worth it! Die Wu has started a new story. Please show your support, everyone! If you like it, add it to your favorites. Die Wu would be deeply grateful~ If you like our Mo’er, come see how she makes the life she wants for herself! Full of excitement, don’t miss it~