I’ll Seize Power and Take the Throne. I’m Done Being the Countess of This Household

Her maternal family was accused of treason and executed to the last person. Her mother died of grief. Her father no longer doted on her as he once had. Instead, he married his mistress and brought home a stepbrother and stepsister. The once loving home was gone, replaced by a pack of wolves who bullied her at every turn. The only comfort was that the family of her betrothed, chosen for her when she was young, did not look down on her. They even secretly showed her kindness from time to time. As soon as she came of age, she eagerly married into their family, caring for them as if they were her own. The Earl of Pingxi’s household was struggling to make ends meet, so she used her dowry to support it. Her husband was impotent, but she didn’t mind. When the Earl of Pingxi’s family had no heir, she adopted a child from a collateral branch of her husband’s family and raised the child with care. Her mother-in-law suffered from a chronic illness, so she searched everywhere for renowned doctors and tended to her day and night. Her sister-in-law was vain, so she indulged her. Her cousin, a young lady, refused to marry, so she provided her with plenty of good food and comfortable lodging. She worked tirelessly to manage the Earl of Pingxi’s household, until overwork ruined her health. At a young age, she wore herself out and died at twenty-five. But as she lay dying, these so-called family members came to mock her for being a fool who had given them money and helped her husband and his cousin raise an illegitimate child. They had only ever treated her as a stepping stone. Their past kindness had all been a lie. It turned out that the earl’s household was the real den of wolves and tigers. They also told her that her father had betrayed her maternal family. She died with hatred in her heart. Reborn, she would send to the eighteenth level of hell everyone who had toyed with her, harmed her, and brought ruin upon her maternal family. Watching her enemies writhe in agony at her feet and beg for mercy, Meng Wanyou felt utterly satisfied. The Ninth Prince, Li Shijin, gazed at Meng Wanyou with tender concern. “Wanyou, whatever you want to do, I’ll help you.”