The day I returned from a campaign, my husband brought his pregnant concubine to serve me tea.
"Wanwan's birth is lowly. Let this child be registered under the general's name."
From then on, I laid down my spear and left the battlefield behind.
I confined myself to the inner household, raising my husband's child and serving his parents.
Three years later, I finally conceived a child of my own. But the day before I was due to give birth, my husband beat me to death, and my baby died in my womb.
"Jiang Yun, you shameless woman! You committed adultery and brought shame upon our household, tainting my bloodline. Killing you is letting you off easy."
But the child in my womb was his, without a doubt.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I had returned from the campaign.
This time, I would no longer be a brute who only knew how to march and fight. I would be a master of household battles, with both brains and brawn.
