My wife is a concubine

Thanks to whoever defeated her in her previous life!
She never realized until she died how freeing it could be to stop competing for a man’s favor.

This time, she refused to depend on her looks or cling to any man. Instead, she was determined to build her own clothing business. But she was too clever for her own good—being reborn meant she understood things she shouldn’t, and by accident, she ended up saving Prince Gong.

Now, North Vietnam was a poor and barren place, not much profit to be made there. So she started a dyeing workshop and planned to create a full production line—designing, dyeing, and selling her own fabrics to the capital for a high price.

And why not? The prince had status and connections, and she had talent and ideas—working together, they could make a fortune. Everything was finally turning around… except for one little problem—

The quiet, frail prince had somehow fallen in love with her and wanted to take her as his concubine?!

Absolutely not! She’d made up her mind to be a strong, independent woman. Never again would she fight for a man’s favor!

But when she firmly rejected his proposal, he turned around and acted pitiful and gentle—
offering her jewelry he made himself, blinking those innocent puppy eyes, doing his best to please her despite his clumsy hands.

Oh no… this man’s tactics were truly dangerous. She’d guarded herself against everything—except a handsome man like him.