Jiang Wansheng was beautiful and soft-bodied, most chaste, quiet and kind, but she lived a somewhat useless life.
Her father didn't care for her, and her stepmother didn't love her. Even the marriage her biological mother had planned for her was replaced by her half-sister. She herself was randomly assigned to an unknown scholar by her stepmother.
Fortunately, although her husband came from a poor family, he was gentle and considerate. In the second year of their marriage, she became the number one scholar in high school. She also rose from a scholarly lady looked down upon by her sisters to the wife of the number one scholar.
Jiang Wan thought that good times had finally come.
Until that day, the husband with whom she had sworn an oath of love held her skirt and shed two lines of tears: Wan Niang, I can't help you.
That night, Jiang Wan was sent to the emperor's chamber. She was as dead as ashes in the center of daily training, and died at a young age.
When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Wan returned to the night she entered the palace.
She changed the resistance and hysteria of her previous life, worked carefully and step by step, stepped on those who bullied her in her previous life, and with the support of Taifu Xu Yuan, killed the traitors and assisted the prince, and became a wise empress and a sage empress dowager praised by everyone.
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The eighteenth year of entering the palace, Cining Hall.
Jiang Wan, who is now the Queen Mother, lightly closed her almond-shaped eyes, her pink face was full of spring, and she nudged the person behind her with her soft and smooth elbow: What do you think about the emperor's personal administration?
The still young and strong Taifu didn't want to talk about political affairs at the moment, and was as serious and steady as ever: Awan, please concentrate.
Reading guide: Gong Douwen, women are not men C.
Intention: Continuous self-improvement, optimism