My Ex-Husband Begs for Forgiveness, but I Turn Around and Become His Third Aunt!

(I wish this story had a rating 😭) [Rebirth + White Moonlight + Doting Ensemble + Marriage Before Love + Two Strong Leads + Face-Slapping the Scum + Transmigrated Female Side Character + Bad Ending to Happy Ending]

In her previous life, Song Zhinian, the stunning daughter of General Song, fell deeply in love with Pei Heng, the eldest son of the Dingguo Marquis’s household. A conspiracy dragged her into an abyss, leaving her father and brothers dead and her family destroyed.

Reborn on her wedding day, Song Zhinian’s bridal sedan came face to face with the funeral procession carrying the coffin of Pei family’s third uncle. Since things had come to this, she might as well make way and earn a reputation for herself.

On their wedding night, Pei Heng was as lovey-dovey with Bai Zhixi as he had been in her previous life. “Since General Pei’s coffin brought me here as his bride, I am now his widow.” She traded her phoenix crown and red wedding robes for white mourning clothes. When that figure dressed in white knelt before the coffin, the whole capital was shaken.

This time, she would no longer be an ignorant girl anyone could bully!

She had planned to enjoy life at the marquis’s estate, using her status as a general’s widow to secure power, wealth, and beauty while taking down the scum. But she never expected her dead husband to come back to life. Now, she had to look after him every day and, on top of that, climb into his bed.

The highlight of Song Zhinian’s day was taking off Pei Huaijin’s nightclothes and hearing him snap, “How dare you!” “I’ve dared to do it plenty of times, whether you allow it or not.”

Later, her impeccably dressed former husband bent the knee before her, begging only for Song Zhinian to look at him.

“Dear nephew, I’m your third aunt. Behave yourself.”

No one knew that Pei Heng loved Song Zhinian desperately. He longed to have her, yet felt inferior because he was an illegitimate son.

He plotted to humiliate the woman he loved, hoping to drag her down into the dirt.

But how could a cloud hanging high in the sky ever be stained by mud?