After Being Reborn, I Gave My Mountain God Husband to My Younger Sister

When my sister and I went up the mountain to gather herbs, we rescued an injured black serpent. A few days later, the entrance to our home was piled high with betrothal gifts.

My parents said the mountain god was repaying us. My sister complained that the mountain god wasn't human, and since I was the one who had saved the snake, I should be the one to marry it.

Afraid of angering the mountain god and tempted by the betrothal gifts, my family tied me up and sent me to the mountain.

Meanwhile, my sister got her wish and married my betrothed, who had spent years studying for the imperial examinations.

Later, drought struck year after year, and not a single grain could be harvested for miles around. Only our village managed to scrape by under the mountain god's protection.

I became the revered Lady of the Mountain God. The mountain god and I were worshipped at the shrine, where we received incense offerings and reverent bows.

My sister married that penniless bookworm who knew nothing but studying. She went hungry and cold, and had to care for his seriously ill mother.

When she came home to visit, jealousy consumed her. She poisoned my food and smashed my statue to pieces.

She got her comeuppance too, crushed to death by the falling statue.

Reborn into a new life, she rushed to become the Lady of the Mountain God on the day his betrothal gifts arrived.

"Sister, that poor scholar was your betrothed to begin with. This time, let me enjoy being admired by everyone!"

I looked at her with pity. A life of plenty and universal admiration isn't necessarily a good one. I hope she can handle it!