Rascal Wife, How Dare You Rebel?

She was his lifesaver, after all. It would have been bad enough if he hadn't paid her medical bills, but over some worthless trinket, he just wouldn't stop pestering her. It was bad enough that he couldn't beat her, but he also kept using his "Sunflower Pressure-Point Finger" on her at every turn.

Her father had abandoned her. The boyfriend she'd cherished dumped her the moment he learned she had no power or influence. Even her half-brother wanted to wipe her out completely. She thought falling off a cliff would be the end of her life, but instead, she was reborn in a strange dynasty where she couldn't even get revenge.

From then on, she hated men, especially unfaithful men. Because of their philandering, her mother had been poisoned to death. Because of their philandering, she had been brutally murdered, and in the end, she hadn't even had a chance to take revenge.

He was a cold, ruthless prince who killed without a second thought and thirsted for blood. He didn't even take the smiling tiger of an emperor seriously. But after an accident left him injured, he had to put up with her sarcastic jabs, then get grabbed and thrown to the ground by a mere woman. How could he swallow such a humiliating disgrace?

He lost the first round, but that didn't mean he would lose to her every time. He swore to tame her sharp edges. Who said he had to go all out to subdue someone? With just two fingers, he could make her bow her head and submit. No matter how fierce a tigress she was, he would turn her into a kitten who couldn't speak or move.

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Excerpt 1

A certain man was handling official business in a secret chamber when a subordinate suddenly reported:

"My lord, the young lady has gone to Linyun Temple."

The man cast a cold sidelong glance at his nervous subordinate. "Meditating and chanting scriptures are good for her. Perhaps it'll improve her temperament."

"That's not it." The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "The young lady said she doesn't want you pestering her anymore. She intends to shave her head and become a nun..."

"You imbecile! She wouldn't dare!"

The man flew into a rage and led several hundred guards to surround Linyun Temple.

Seeing the furious group arrive, the abbot immediately understood what had brought them there and advised him, "Benefactor, Benefactor Ye has seen through the ways of the world and wishes to become a nun of her own accord. Why must you keep hounding her?"

"Is that so?" The man stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body radiating a cold, domineering aura. "She is carrying my child. If you accept her, wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of the Buddhist faith?"

The woman, who had been perfectly calm, flew into a rage and charged forward, ready to fight to the death, but suddenly found herself frozen in place, unable to move. She couldn't help cursing inwardly:

Damn it, aside from my first kiss being gone, I'm otherwise completely untouched. If you could get pregnant just by sleeping under the same covers as a man, without doing anything else, there wouldn't be a single infertile woman in the world!

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Excerpt 2

After ten months of pregnancy, the woman went into labor. At the height of her agony, she suddenly cursed, "Xiao Ao, you bastard! May your mother curse you to have sons without assholes..."

Outside, the man waiting in the hall radiated icy coldness. His eyes flashed with murderous fury as he glared toward the source of the shouting. He swung his massive hand down, and the hard stone table crumbled to dust in an instant. With a face as chilling as a demon's, he strode toward the tightly shut door.

"My lord, you mustn't! The princess is giving birth. Shouting helps ease her pain. You absolutely mustn't paralyze her with your pressure-point technique!" The guard wiped away sweat as he anxiously tried to dissuade him.

The man's sinister eyes didn't so much as glance at the person trying to reason with him. He strode in and shoved open the door, then threatened in a stern, icy voice, "If you shout again, I'll paralyze you on the spot!"

The next moment, the midwife cried out joyfully, "The baby's here! It's out!" A loud wail echoed through the room...

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