Peach Blossoms Reflect on the Riverlands: Is This Keeping Me from Becoming the Mistress of the Household?

Meng Zhenzhen transmigrates into Peach Blossoms Reflecting on the Rivers and Mountains.

She becomes the wicked female antagonist who shares her name.

Meng Zhenzhen.

Her father is the Right Chancellor of the court, second only to The Outcast and above everyone else.

Her husband is the Left Chancellor, young and promising, with great power in his hands.

She is the officially wedded wife and mistress of the Left Chancellor’s residence, a woman of unmatched status and prestige.

What a dream start from the start!

And what happens? She ruins her own life for a man who doesn’t love her.

What for?

Isn’t it better to just enjoy life?

Scheming for power? Fighting the heroine over a man?

Isn’t that exhausting?

With a dream start like this, I have to keep my feet on the ground.

So what if my husband doesn’t love me? It doesn’t stop me from being the mistress of the household.

She, Meng Zhenzhen, is an independent modern woman with a twenty-first-century education. It’s not as if her head has been slammed in a door. Why should she fight tooth and nail over a man who doesn’t love her, competing with a woman blessed with the heroine’s halo?

Wouldn’t it be better to spend that time at home, lounging around, looking over the accounts, sipping tea, and admiring the flowers?

As for Shen Zaiye...

He can love whoever he wants.

Even if he gets a woman pregnant tomorrow, as long as they don’t bring the child to her and disgust her with it, she can turn a blind eye.

If you love each other, then I’ll bring you together.

I won’t argue, make a scene, or set anyone up. I’ll even help you keep those scheming women in the back courtyard in check.

Shen Zaiye’s heart can belong to Jiang Taohua.

Shen Zaiye himself can belong to Jiang Taohua, too.

But!

The mistress of the Left Chancellor’s residence can only be her, Meng Zhenzhen.

And love?

Ha.

You can’t eat it or wear it. Go peddle that stuff to little girls!

In the face of power and wealth, love is no match.