A Dream of a Fleeting Life

"I had a dream.

In the dream, on the day the heir and I were married, he went off to suppress bandits.

Four years later, the heir returned, riding in with a fearsome air and a bandit woman by his side.

Unlike ordinary young ladies from respectable families, the bandit woman refused to be a concubine.

For her sake, the heir insisted on divorcing me at once.

When he couldn't divorce me, he humiliated me in every way.

In the end, for that woman, he faked his death and disappeared to protect their love.

Meanwhile, I diligently managed the Marquis's household and raised my stepson.

But on the day my stepson passed the imperial examination, he blamed me for taking his mother's place and killed me in a fit of rage!

Then I awoke from the dream.

My maid told me that the heir had returned."