My Consort, Not My Fate: Young Master, Let's Talk

On her wedding day, her older sister suddenly backs out. But her mother tells her to think of the bigger picture and sends her off in the bridal sedan instead. On their wedding night, the heir to the title sees through the switch at a glance and demands to call off the marriage. “Whoever you marry, you’re still getting married. Look, I’ve got all my features, and I can run and jump. Why not make do with me?” “You dare switch brides and still expect me to make do? Not a chance.” “How do you know you can’t make do unless you try? Maybe we’ll be a perfect match.” As the wedding night grows warm beneath the bed curtains, the heir opens the box to inspect his bride. Seeing the pristine white cloth inside, he flies into a rage. “Well, well, Second Miss Yu. Not only did you switch brides, you’ve traveled a thousand miles to put a hat on my head, too!” “My lord, surely we can talk this over.” Excerpt One: “You don’t seem like a pretty fool. Surely you have some hidden talent?” “I really don’t. If I have any talent at all, it’s that I married such a handsome husband as you.” “My, my, what a sweet tongue you have.” “Try it. Maybe it’s even sweeter than it sounds.” “Enough. You think you can keep me here with your charms? Dream on.”