The first thing Lin Qingwan did after being reborn was steal her concubine-born younger sister Qinghe's marriage.
In her previous life, she was the legitimate daughter of an eminent family. She married into a prestigious clan, only to be widowed and cast out. Her younger sister married down to a poor scholar, whose career flourished and who eventually earned her an imperial title. Why should that be? This time, she stole that "poor scholar" for herself and gave her sister the short-lived young nobleman from her previous life, thinking she could recreate her former glory by recreating those marriages.
But she didn't know that her younger sister had also been reborn. Nor did she know that the man had succeeded in his previous life thanks to her sister's money, connections, and ten years of hard work. Married to someone else, he was nothing but a hopeless good-for-nothing.
On the day they switched marriages, Qinghe lowered her head and agreed. Beneath her sleeve, her fingers clenched around the complete escape route her birth mother had left her. From then on, two wedding palanquins went their separate ways at the fork in the road, each setting off toward a different future.
What the elder sister stole was no good match, but an empty grave. What the younger sister gave up was no opportunity, but a pair of shackles.
In a new life, nothing you can trade is worth more than standing firm on your own.
