Playing in the Mud in Ancient Times

Wan Zhenzhen, a successful woman and an aloof beauty, had the misfortune of meeting with an accident. When she opened her eyes, she had become Wan Sanxiao, the pitiful girl from the Wan family in Liangzhou, Ningguo, who had a child out of wedlock and was condemned by everyone.

The merchant Wan family had fallen into ruin overnight. The eldest son was crippled and mean, the second son was a dissolute wastrel, and the third daughter was frivolous and brought shame on the family. They were the laughingstock of all Liangzhou.

Hot-tempered Wan Zhenzhen exploded on the spot and leaped to her feet. "Everybody move! Let me teach you how to behave!"

She furrowed her willow-shaped brows and pointed at the little child mixing mud in a puddle in the courtyard. "Hey, kid, come here. Let your mother show you how to play with mud."

The Wan family of Liangzhou had made its fortune in pottery and porcelain. Wan Zhenzhen rolled up her sleeves, taking care of the family within and managing its affairs outside. Before long, the Wan family was back on its feet, and its reputation soared higher than ever.

When the Wan family's business finally flourished throughout Ningguo, it attracted wealthy merchants from the capital.

This young master truly lived up to the words frivolous and dissolute. Wan Zhenzhen greeted him with a smile while sounding the alarm.

But what exactly did this ill-intentioned man say so seriously?

My son isn't my biological child? My precious son and I aren't related by blood??

And what else? Say that again?

You want to marry me?!!!

Wan Sanxiao: Get lost! Crawl away, you scoundrel!!

Wan Zhenzhen, a master potter with distinctive taste and refined aesthetic sensibilities, transmigrated one day into Wan Sanxiao, a frail girl at the mercy of others. Everything changed, but her aesthetic tastes remained just as they had been.

The daughter of a merchant took charge of her family during a time of ruin and crisis, helping the Wan family of Liangzhou rise from the ashes and return to its former heights. Afterward, she mercilessly turned away one marriage proposal after another.

Later, rumors spread that Wan Sanxiao, head of the Wan family, took all comers. Her lovers ranged from destitute beggars to bandits and outlaws, from wealthy merchants to generals at the front, from provincial officials to imperial relatives. Even the heir to an enemy kingdom was putty in her hands. She was truly a dangerously alluring beauty, utterly terrifying.

One night, as Wan Sanxiao admired the elegant lines of the broad back before her, she smacked her lips. "I think I'm getting the short end of the stick. The rumors say I have so many lovers. They ought to be a varied lot, each with their own unique qualities."

Her lover abruptly turned around and pinned her down, gritting his teeth. "Forget it. No one is better-looking than me, or more to your taste."