The Land of Exile After the Bride Swap

After being reborn, my cousin begged me through tears to switch marriages with her.

In our previous life, she married the General of the Northern Frontier and ended up exiled thousands of miles away.

I married a poor scholar, who rose to become prime minister.

I smiled and agreed, watching her climb into the scholar’s wedding sedan in high spirits.

But she had no idea the general’s exile would lead him to a great achievement in aiding the emperor.

Nor did she know that the scholar’s path to power would be paved with the corpses of his wife’s family.

Later, the general donned the imperial robes and placed a phoenix crown on my head.

In the bitter cold, my cousin screamed, “That should have been mine!”

I stroked my slightly rounded belly and smiled. “Even in this life, you’re still not worthy.”