Shen Qingyuan was reborn.
In her previous life, she married Mu Songhuai, a good-for-nothing playboy from a marquis’s household, and became its mistress. After their marriage, she pushed him to study and paved the way for his success. Using both persuasion and pressure, she changed his ways. He passed the highest imperial exam, then rose from an editor at the Hanlin Academy to the post of Chancellor.
She managed the household and its businesses for the marquis’s family, and cultivated relationships with influential clans on his behalf, yet earned herself the nickname “tigress.” Mu Songhuai thought she wasn’t gentle enough and never shared a bed with her. Only after Shen Qingyuan worked herself to death did he weep bitterly and realize how good she had been to him. He finally gave up his dissolute ways.
Only after Shen Qingyuan died did she learn that she had been living in a storybook.
Mu Songhuai and his cousin Liu Tingyun were the true hero and heroine, while she was merely the male lead’s unforgettable, prematurely deceased first love. In other words, she was the cannon-fodder ex-wife who did all the work to set Mu Songhuai on the road to success, while helping and hindering their romance along the way.
Shen Qingyuan couldn’t understand why all her tireless efforts had earned her such a fate.
But this time, she wouldn’t make the same mistake.
The male lead should rely on his own abilities to study hard and pursue success.
And her?
Of course she’d be a virtuous and gracious wife, openly bringing every woman her husband fancied into the household as a concubine.
As soon as Liu Tingyun was reborn, she went to live with her cousin, hoping to be with her cousin’s husband as soon as possible. But when she saw the rooms full of her brother-in-law’s concubines…
Shen Qingyuan: “You have feelings for my husband? I can help you join the household as a concubine.”
Liu Tingyun: “Why isn’t this like my last life?!”
After the divorce, Mu Songhuai was overcome with regret. Standing outside the corridor, he wept bitterly. “Qingyuan, I was wrong.”
The Great Zhou’s God of War, Prince Jin Xiao Hengyue, knocked Mu Songhuai unconscious with a chop to the neck. “How dare he covet the prince consort? The world’s morals are in decline… Good thing the prince consort didn’t hear that.”
The Fifth Prince: “Σ(⊙▽⊙"a The Imperial Uncle was the one who fell in love first… and he was the one who struck first, too!”
