Synopsis
I married the cursed prince who had been persecuted and helped make him the emperor, but unfortunately my husband’s genre isn’t romance—it’s political intrigue.
“Are you handling all the affairs of the empire?”
…Well, he really does handle almost everything.
What’s the point of having a diligent and exemplary husband? A busy man is a bad man.
Today again, while resenting my husband for forgetting our wedding anniversary because of work, I opened a bottle of strong wine. When I opened my eyes, I had regressed into a six-year-old child.
“Since I’ve come back anyway, in this life I’ll definitely bring in a husband who’s completely devoted to his wife—a man who dotes on his wife.”
But I’m not the only one who regressed?
“Huh? Leonhardt, you too?”
“Yeah, me too.”
A shared regression! …No, maybe this is better.
Then in this life, should we both try marrying the person we truly love?
