Turning a Playboy Around: My Husband, I Want a First-Rank Noble Title

Sheng Fuhua, Kyoto’s most celebrated darling, had actually married the Cheng Prince’s Manor’s most worthless playboy. The kindhearted-looking, poisonous-hearted princess consort was eyeing the second branch’s vast fortune, while her wicked stepsister, who had swapped marriages with her, was always trying to put her in her place… Everyone was waiting for the two spendthrifts to squander the family fortune and get swindled. Sheng Fuhua gave a cold snort and carefully wrote down each of their names. As if! Did they really think she was some helpless little flower who could do nothing but waste money? On their first day as newlyweds, Sheng Fuhua looked at the imperial gold bangle she had just conned someone out of. “It’s an imperial gift. I wonder when I’ll get one of my own.” Song Shiming gritted his teeth and dragged himself up to study. The next day, Sheng Fuhua looked enviously at another family’s wife in her official lady’s ceremonial robes, then turned a mournful gaze on Song Shiming. “What a beautiful dress. I wonder if I’ll ever get to wear one in this life.” Second Young Master Song studied with a beam over his head and an awl poking his thigh. On the nth day, Song Shiming fell from his horse, then shoved the imperial decree conferring the rank of First-Rank Official’s Wife into her hands. “My lady, if that still isn’t enough, I’ll have to raise an army and rebel.”