A Fertile, Soft-Waisted Wife: The Mad Tyrant Fights to Claim Her

【A Little Scene】 A certain court historian anxiously picked up his brush. “Your Majesty, you’ve forcibly taken your subject’s wife. If this gets into the history books, even the slightest misstep could lead to…” A certain ruler glanced sidelong at him. “A lasting reputation for infamy is still a reputation. I want future generations to know that I married the woman I love. Just write it!” 【Synopsis】 When she learned that the late emperor intended to choose a suitable young woman from the imperial clan to marry off for an alliance, Duke Anguo spent the whole night making plans to protect his daughter. He married his gentle, soft-spoken daughter Wen Ruan to Song Yi, a military officer born into a poor family. On their wedding night, Song Yi vanished. He left only a letter, and after that, there was no word from him. Three years later, at Duke Zhenguo’s birthday banquet, someone let slip a few drunken words. They mentioned Song Yi and a beautiful young woman. Wen Ruan’s thoughts tangled into knots. After fleeing the banquet, she sat alone in the Rainflower Pavilion, playing the zither. There she unexpectedly encountered Shen Jinghuan, whom the late emperor had chosen three years earlier and sent away to marry for an alliance. The day Shen Jinghuan married was the very day she left the capital for the alliance marriage. She had been away for three years, and Song Yi had been away from the capital for three years. Song Yi was coming back, and she had returned to the Duke’s residence. Despite how convenient the coincidence seemed, Wen Ruan still clung to a foolish hope. Until she saw, in Shen Jinghuan’s maid’s hand, the money pouch her husband had given her as a reward. It was the very pouch she had embroidered for Song Yi herself!!! Proof at last! On their wedding night, Song Yi had abandoned her and spent three years accompanying the woman he loved on her alliance marriage. The first thing he did upon returning was demote his wife to a concubine. You abandoned me for three years, and now you think you can marry a princess and climb the ladder to power and wealth? Dream on! I’d rather rot in the position of your principal wife than let you and that shameless woman have your way! She got drunk late one night, and someone came to her bed. Later, with her pregnant belly, she pointed at the scoundrel and declared, “I’m carrying the imperial heir. How dare you refuse to divorce me!”