In her previous life, she married the newly crowned top scholar.
The scholar was handsome, talented, kind to everyone, and every inch the perfect gentleman.
He also had seven, eight, nine, ten confidantes.
Among them were a princess of the realm who wanted to become his secondary wife, a famous courtesan he regarded as a kindred spirit, and a noble family's legitimate daughter who was willing to be his concubine.
The women of the capital looked down on her country roots and thought she wasn't worthy of the top scholar.
Fortunately, Lin Ping'an died of illness in bed before long.
Reborn, fourteen-year-old Lin Ping'an jolted awake from a dream, her eyes red from crying.
Impossible!
Brother Qiao would never treat her that way.
It must have been nothing but a nightmare.
If marrying for love would only leave her wasting her life, then in this life, she might as well marry into a powerful family.
At least she could eat every delicacy and wear all the finest silks.
Even if they could barely stand each other, she would still have wealth and splendor.
[To begin posting once the entire novel is finished.]
Theme: Know when to cut your losses. Tomorrow will still be beautiful.
