Transmigrating to a Cold Man Who's Hard to Woo

I transmigrated without warning. Fine, I could live with that, but then I was married off to a cold, aloof general of a nation. He was cold to me, abused me, and took liberties with me. On top of that, I had to rack my brains to outwit his two concubines. Woe is me! Could my life get any more miserable?

When I returned to my own time, I was faced with a square face belonging to someone with the exact same name as me, and not a single feature out of place. Should I be happy or sad...

Jian Xiyan: I'm a woman, an adult woman, and a woman with a normal sexual orientation. I have a man or two in my life. I don't need to report that to you, do I? If you don't mind that I'm secondhand, I don't mind adding another man to the list.

Murong Wenyu: Too bad I have a cleanliness obsession. I never sleep with women who've slept with someone else.

Huihui: What? Going off to fool around with another woman? He's got some nerve! Come on, first we'll confiscate his weapon, then beat him until he's spitting teeth.