The Fierce Heir's Consort

Reborn in ancient times as a rich second-generation heir, Zi Yu laughed at the heavens.

But how had she ended up in the wrong bed?

Damn, things had taken a sudden turn. The rich heir had run into an overbearing official's son...

Wah, my husband is a tiger in bed. My poor little waist can't take it.

"How about we make a deal? I'll help you take care of the Later Qin Kingdom, and you let me rest for ten days each month." Zi Yu looked at him hopefully.

"Fine."

"You agreed! Wonderful, I'm resting today... Hey, put me down... You said yes! You beast, I can't take any more..."

"Don't dream about things that will never happen. Be realistic." He slung Zi Yu over his shoulder and strode toward the bedroom.

The realm was thrown into turmoil, and the lords of every corner rose to action.

Two mighty champions battled across the land. Who could stand against them?