Sheng Minglan opened her eyes and found herself fifteen years in the past.
No, fifteen years in the future: fifteen years after the original ending. She and Gu Tingye had only just enjoyed a few peaceful days in Shu when the enemies from her previous life began popping up one after another, all alive and well.
Mo Lan was back, backed by the Empress Dowager’s influence and smiling with a knife behind her teeth.
Little Qin-shi had kept an illegitimate son hidden as her trump card, waiting to use him against Minglan.
That useless Gu Tingwei even wanted to seize the marquis’s estate? Dream on.
And that wasn’t all: they all had memories of their previous lives and had joined forces to come after her.
The good news? Minglan had returned with her memories, too.
Even better news? Gu Tingye had come along as well.
The two exchanged a glance and smiled.
In this life, Minglan wasn’t holding back.
During her fifteen years in Shu, she had quietly built half a business empire, gathered leverage over the entire court, and raised three children who were all making something of themselves.
Going back to the capital? Fine by her.
Whoever handed her a knife would get stabbed with it; whoever tripped her up would have their legs chopped off along with the rest of them.
Gu Tingye handled the fighting, while she kept the books. Husband and wife in perfect harmony, putting every troublemaker in their place.
Mo Lan wanted to make a comeback? Minglan would use the memories of her previous life to teach her a lesson.
Little Qin-shi wanted to play household politics? Minglan would expose the illegitimate son and send her packing in one move.
Gu Tingwei? Bankruptcy, a beating, and abandonment: the whole package, no extra charge.
Making money, raising children, crushing villains, and enjoying a little later-in-life romance with Marquis Gu on the side.
Once a pair of young lovers, now an old married couple. Just as sweet as ever, with twice the understanding: one glance was enough to know who the other was about to take down.
Minglan asked, “Gu Tingye, can you still protect me in this life?”
Gu Tingye raised his knife. “Of course. Anyone who dares lay a hand on you will have their whole family losing sleep.”