After My Concubine Swapped Our Children, the Entire Marquis’s Estate Begged Me to Forgive Them

Only on her deathbed did Ye Wanqing realize that her life of toil had become a joke. The husband she had helped rise to prominence wanted to favor his concubine and cast his wife aside for his mistress. The son she had painstakingly raised was actually the mistress’s child, switched at birth. A cup of poisoned wine sent her soul to the underworld.

Given another life, Ye Wanqing decides that whoever wants to be the lady of the house can have the job. She will divorce her husband, get rid of his concubine, and marry into a better family!

Her husband’s mistress wants to switch their children? Ye Wanqing switches them back while she isn’t looking!

Her scumbag husband wants to favor his concubine over his wife? Ye Wanqing flips the table. What kind of ridiculous household mistress would put up with that? She’s done!

Her mother-in-law covets her dowry? If they can’t be satisfied, she’ll make them give every last bit of it back!

Just as these people are at their wits’ end and try to use the child to control her,

they see her husband’s delicate, helpless first love kneeling before her on a bitterly cold winter’s day, covered in injuries, with a child who is barely clinging to life.

“Elder Sister, have you thought this through, for the child’s sake?”

Ye Wanqing scoffs. “Whose child? Don’t you know the switch never succeeded? The child you’ve been abusing all these years is your own!”

Later, everyone in the capital knows that the aloof and noble Prince Regent has stopped her in the street with a wedding procession stretching ten miles, all for the chance to see her smile down at him.