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A philandering prince discovers that the prince-consort he neglected in life is the only one by his side in death. Now that he’s got a second chance, can the prince make it up to him?! A heartwarming romance about second chances, palace intrigue, and found family—The Wife Comes First makes its English debut!
As his life flashes before his eyes, self-obsessed Prince Cheng has a moment to reflect on something curious. Despite knocking at death’s door, only one person remains by his side: his all-but-abandoned prince-consort, Mu Hanzhang. Except, rather than celebrate that fact, Prince Cheng can only wonder… Why, after everything, is Mu Hanzhang still with him?
After all, Prince Cheng spent most of his life philandering and mastering political intrigue. Meanwhile, Mu Hanzhang had to discard his dreams of taking the Imperial Examination to become a minister, and was instead coerced to serve as male wife to a cruel prince!
Granted a second chance, Prince Cheng is miraculously reborn, waking up the morning after his wedding. As he does, the prince makes another vow: the wife comes first, the state second, and the husband last.
Where to start? Well first, he must kneel outside Mu Hanzhang’s bedroom door and beg to be let in, of course! Then again, after the sacrifices Mu Hanzhang’s had to make, will he even be willing to forgive his new husband?
396 pages, Paperback
Published December 16, 2025




Mu Hanzhang's face was pressed close against Jing Shao's chest. He sighed and curled inward, trying to create a little distance.
"Junqing, I'll tell you everything from now on, and you have to tell me whatever you're thinking as well. This way, we won't ever fight." Jing Shao raised a hand to untie the hair ribbon holding Mu Hanzhang's topknot, then nuzzled his chin over the crown of his head.
"Mm-hmm..." Mu Hanzhang mumbled a vague reply. He was wrapped up nice and warm, and the tension in his heart had eased. It was making him feel a bit drowsy.

Hearing no response from the man in his arms, Jing Shao thought he'd fallen asleep, and he stroked his long hair gently. "I thought: If I get to spend a lifetime with someone as wonderful as you, that's a pretty good thing. Whether other people believe in me doesn't really matter. I promise to protect you from now on, and I won't let you suffer in slight..."
He wasn't sure yet exactly what he felt for the man in his arms, but he knew that Mu Hanzhang was the only one willing to die with him. [...] This man was his only salvation. He must hold on tight and never let go again.


"Junqing!" Jing Shao immediately swooped in, clutched his injured hand, and pulled out the splinter with practiced ease.
As all ten fingers had a direct connection to the heart, Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but gasp as the wound kept bleeding. But Jing Shao's next move shocked him silent.
Heart aching at the sight of the blood endlessly seeping from that slender jade-like finger, Jing Shao took it into his mouth, licking away the blood, [...] Briefly meeting his gaze, Mu Hanzhang quickly lowered his eyes, flustered.
Only then did Jing Shao realize how provocative his actions had been. With a gentle rain of peach blossom petals swirling behind Mu Hanzhang, Jing Shao found the bashful man before him as beautiful as a peach blossom immortal. He couldn't help but pull his consort - so embarrassed he seemed about to burst into flame - into his arms, and with one hand holding the back of his head, he pressed a kiss to his lips.

Mu Hanzhang moaned as scorching lips pressed and slid against his own. Having been ambushed, he'd no chance to think of resisting. However, once something soft and wet slipped between his lips and attempted to coax his mouth open, he was left utterly stunned.

A hint of smirk played at Mu Hanzhang's lips, hidden in the lowered angle of his head. With His Majesty here, he might as well go all in and escalate the situation. And so, he weakly lifted his head, glanced at the appproaching Jing Shao, and cried out soflty in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness..." Then he closed his eyes and limply fell backward!


"[...] I'll never take a concubine again, nor will I marry another secondary wife."
Mu Hanzhang's beautiful eyes abruptly widened at those words. "You don't even have heirs. You can't possibly mean that."
Jing Shao smiled at him. "Since I've already taken a man for a wife, it doesn't matter whether or not I have heirs. And besides, ever since I met you, it's been difficult for anyone else to catch my eye."
"Xiao Sháo... you..." Mu Hanzhang looked at him in shock. How could an imperial prince not desire offspring?! Were these his true feelings? The sharp bitterness in his heart was replaced by a sudden sweetness.

He slowly set his chin on Jing Shao's shoulder. "Me... me too..." Me too, I'm also fond of you. He was ultimately too shy to say this out loud.
But Jing Shao understood these unspoken words anyway, and lowering his head, he caught those reddening lips in a kiss. This time, Mu Hanzhang didn't resist, instead parting his lips slightly to invite him in.




Mu Hanzhang trembled, wishing to hide away from Jing Shao's increasingly forceful thrusts, the unceasing and terrifying pleasure on the verge of becoming unbearable. But Jing Shao seemed to have discerned his intentions and targeted that spot relentlessly, grinding against it.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore..." Mu Hanzhang moaned. It felt like they'd been going on for hours, and Mu Hanzhang had long since passsed his breaking point, his slender legs helplessly trembling.
[...]
"It's the last time, I promised," Jing Shao said, kissing his teary eyes.

Mu Hanzhang woke up as punctually as always and couldn't help furrowing his brow. [...] As he carefully tried to recall what had happened the night before, he suddenly snapped awake, and a dash of crimson colored his handsome face.
Unsure how he should face the man who was spooning him from behind, Mu Hanzhang closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep. But after waiting quite a length of time, with Jing Shao still showing no sign of waking up, Mu Hanzhang was worried tha he might miss getting to court on time, and so he nudged the slumbering man with an elbow.
"Junqing..." Jing Shao let out a hum and hugged him even closer, nuzzling his long, silky hair before returning to snoring gently.

Jing Shao reluctantly opened his eyes, and when he saw his consort's gently creased brow and tired but handsome face, he froze for a moments, before grinning sleepily. He pulled Mu Hanzhang back to press a fresh kiss to those lighly swollen lips.

4 'In another life' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐
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And Junqing when he's cute angry!
