Worry-Free Years in Jiangnan

After laboring for forty years, I thought I had died. When I opened my eyes, I found myself reborn on my wedding night. There was Wang Mian's young, handsome face in front of me once again. What a shame. In this life, I'd seen enough. 1 The red candles flickered. Wang Mian opened the door and came in. I studied the young Wang Mian carefully. It had been so long that I'd almost forgotten how the top scholar looked in his youth. I had to admit, he did have the kind of face that could beguile women. Back then, I'd been smitten too. I pitied him for being poor, understood how hard things were for him, and always thought of his needs. But now, I no longer had a young girl's heart. Besides, soon my mother-in-law would send someone to summon him