Power and Favor in a Chaotic World: The Prince Is a Little Jealous

A decree of marriage had her donning a wedding dress. She had planned to secretly slip her sickly husband a little poison, send him to meet the King of Hell, and become a carefree widow.

Who could have guessed she would unexpectedly gain a handsome, gentle husband?

But...

Nangong Yanran looks at the clingy man before her, practically dripping with jealousy, and lets out a long sigh.

So much for being delicate, weak, and easy to push around. So much for being gentle and broad-minded, the sort of man everyone adores.

How did he turn into such a huge, huge, huge vinegar jar...

This can't be real, can't be real, can't be real!

Jealous Husband, Daily Life One:

“You two are close?”

The woman freezes, then mutters, “What kind of eyes are those?”

“Hmm...”

The single syllable comes through clenched teeth, cold and ominous. The woman shudders and laughs awkwardly. “Oh, we just used to steal chickens and dogs together as kids. We're not close, not close at all.”

Jealous Husband, Daily Life Two:

“You looked at him.”

“Huh?”

“You looked at him...” The man sounds hurt, his jealousy spreading its fragrance for miles.

The woman grits her teeth. “He was only five at the time. Five!”

Jealous Husband, Daily Life Three:

“He openly confessed his love to you.”

“Oh.”

The man presses his lips together. The vinegar jar has already spilled, its scent drifting for miles. “He openly confessed his love to you!”

The woman rolls her eyes and points at the person-shaped bundle in the man's hand. “Oh.”

This is primarily a historical romance with fantasy elements. If that's not your thing, please move along. Mwah!