I Just Got Divorced, and the Cold-Blooded Power Broker Begs Me for a Third Baby Every Night

Gu Mingshuang's child husband, whom she had raised for ten years, became the heir to a marquis's estate overnight.

She spent her enormous inheritance paving his way, only for Song Linyuan to plead with her before the ancestral shrine.

“Mingshuang, I was away for more than ten years, and my cousin served my mother in my place. Now that she saved my life, could you give her the position of principal wife?”

“My cousin is different from you, refined and untouched by worldly affairs. She only wants the title and has no interest in household disputes. Though you would be a concubine, you'd have the same standing as the lady of the house!”

At that moment, Gu Mingshuang finally understood. She wanted no part of such cheap love!

Seeing the sinister, scheming faces of her husband's family, she brought out the divorce agreement and left without a backward glance.

But the powerful minister who stood above everyone in the capital blocked her way.

Qin Mo, the youngest Duke in the history of the Great Zhou, was famed for his military achievements, cold brutality, and murderous nature.

Forced to bow her head before him and take the blame, Gu Mingshuang found herself held against him, his arm wrapped around her waist.

“Why are you running? Afraid I'll eat you?”

Later, he pinned her to the bed, his gaze dark and burning like fire.

“Want to climb to a higher branch? Mine is higher...”

She thought she was the prey Qin Mo had set his sights on, never realizing that he had placed the sharpest bow in her hands, enticing her to rise to power.

And become the only prey beneath her skirts.