My Gloomy Dead Husband’s Obsessive Love, Joining Forces with My New Husband to Raise Hell

Zhou Ling has a secret she would rather bury deep inside and never let out: she was once married, and she killed the ex-husband who loved her deeply. Five years ago, unable to endure her husband's long-term abuse any longer, she accidentally killed him, and her memories returned. She had been the daughter of the Minister of Rites. On an outing to pray for blessings, she accidentally fell off a cliff. Though she survived by sheer luck, she lost her memory and was picked up by a scoundrel who tricked her into becoming his wife. After returning to the Minister of Rites' residence, her life fell back into place. That unknown part of her past was buried for good. Five years later, she was already married to the young general who had been her childhood sweetheart. They were loving and happy together. But the ex-husband she had killed appeared before her once again. Thanks to his older sister entering the palace as a consort and winning the emperor's exclusive favor, he had risen to become a new political star. She had planned to deny everything and have no further dealings with him, but the scoundrel kept using the excuse that she owed him his life to disrupt her happy marriage. After thinking it over, Zhou Ling decided to kill him again! Her usually gentle and refined husband caught her hand. “Killing someone takes technique. Your technique isn't professional, my dear. Let me teach you how to do it.” After marrying the woman he loved and enjoying a happy, loving marriage, Lu Shao thought his life was perfect. Who would have guessed that after just three years of marriage, Zhou Ling would be bewitched by some pretty boy and start plotting to leave him? “If I'd known you liked this sort, my dear, I wouldn't have kept up the act.” His usual gentle demeanor vanished, and a sickly smile curved his lips. The pretty boy was her ex-husband? A dead ex-husband should stay dead! She wanted to kill her ex-husband? Whatever his wife decided was what he decided. He was willing to be the sharpest blade in her hand! A tenacious, resilient little white flower VS a scheming, lovesick yandere