I Ran Away After Setting Up the Top Scholar

My father found my legitimate elder sister a brilliant, refined top scholar for a husband.

Then he turned around and married me off to an old prince over fifty, with a house full of wives and concubines.

Even after getting everything she wanted, my elder sister still wouldn’t leave me alone.

“A lowborn wretch like you thinks you deserve to be a secondary consort? And you even dream of me bowing to you when we meet? Keep dreaming!”

At the flower-viewing banquet hosted by the Grand Princess, she secretly bribed some thugs to ruin my virtue.

I pretended not to know, drank the cup of tea, and let his maid help me to a side chamber.

Since she likes the position of secondary consort so much, I’ll let her have it.

As for the top scholar, I’ll gladly take him instead.

My elder sister burst through the door with a crowd of noble young ladies, sneering loudly.

“Common-born girls are all shameless. You’re about to marry a prince, yet you still can’t resist sneaking off with a man.”

My clothes were half undone, and tears kept streaming down my face.

“Sister… I drank the tea you gave me and came here to rest. I truly don’t know how this happened…”