From an abandoned wife to a royal businessman, she chooses to cure her love affair at the end of her life
On the day when the Marquis of Zhenyuan took the concubine, he personally crushed eight years of dignity into dust. Everyone laughed at her for her slutty looks, and even Shen Qingci thought that she would spend the rest of her life working in a deep house.
Until she burned all her fine clothes in the street, holding the book in hand and not looking back.
There was an uproar in the capital: What kind of trouble could an abandoned woman make?
Shen Qingci walked into the leaky Jishi Hall.
She used her medical skills to save refugees, used her business methods to fight against powerful people, and turned her small pharmacy into an imperial merchant with access to the north and south. People who laughed at her in the past now depend on her for their livelihood.
What is even more shocking is that she remarried.
She married Xie Yunshu, who was six years younger than her and had stars in her eyes when she smiled. She was always holding an umbrella and waiting in the rain.
The whole capital is waiting to see the joke: waiting to see the young man regretting his mistake, waiting to see the dismal ending of the relationship between sister and brother.
But when Xie Yunshu blocked the open and hidden arrows for her, he stuffed all his wealth into the palm of her hand:
"Madam, I am responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, and you are responsible for being the richest in the world."
When Shen Qingci held a silver needle in one hand and a business seal in the other, he engraved the woman's name in both the Imperial Hospital and the Chamber of Commerce.
And the ex-husband who once abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes is now standing outside the house with red eyes:
"Qingci, I regret it."
She held the hand of the young husband next to her. Begonia flowers fell on their shoulders, and her voice was very soft:
"Belated regret is worthless than grass."
