In her previous life, Cen Qingzhu was the legitimate daughter of a prestigious family. After marrying Lu Jiulang, however, she endured one hardship after another. Neglected and mistreated, she fell gravely ill, but Lu Jiulang neither called a doctor nor sought medicine for her. Instead, he married her half-sister, who was already pregnant with his child, as his secondary wife.
On a snowy New Year's Eve, Cen Qingzhu was driven out of the Lu residence.
Only then did she learn that her half-sister had been reborn. She had schemed to marry Lu Jiulang because he would one day be made a prince with a different surname. His adoptive father, Lu Zhizhong, the head of the Lu family, would eventually be recognized by the imperial family as a blood relative and become the crown prince.
Her half-sister said smugly, "All that wealth and glory should have been mine. You deserve everything that's happened to you."
Cen Qingzhu collapsed in the cold snow. In her final moments, she saw a pair of black boots.
Reborn, Cen Qingzhu had no desire to get entangled with those people again. She decisively gave up the "good match" and went to pray at a temple, sincerely making three wishes: first, to be healthy; second, to be happy; and third, for those who harmed others to live worse than death and never get what they wanted in this lifetime.
Just as she was preparing to start her carefree new life, the Lu family came to propose marriage again.
This time, the groom was the head of the Lu family, Lu Zhizhong, a powerful official who was over twenty-five and had always remained unmarried.
Cen Qingzhu stared at the man before her, whose brows were like snow-covered mountains and whose eyes were like a sea of stars. "Sixth Uncle?"
The future cold-hearted crown prince lowered his eyes and smiled at the young woman with a face like a spring flower. "Which of your wishes would you like to have granted first?"
An imperial decree, and the three betrothal gifts and six wedding rites.
Cen Qingzhu became Lu Zhizhong's first wife, and the future empress.
When she met that ruthless couple again, they were dressed in rags and kneeling as they begged for mercy.
Lu Zhizhong said, "I will grant every one of Her Majesty the Empress's wishes."
I was startled that the quilt and pillow were cold; then I saw the window shine. Deep in the night, I knew the snow was heavy, for I often heard bamboo branches breaking., Bai Juyi, "Night Snow"
Reader's note: A sweet romance between two people experiencing first love, with an eight-year age gap between the leads. A daily-life story about an aristocratic household, with sweet romance and satisfying face-slapping.
The blurb was revised on June 1, 2022.
Theme: Work hard to live a good life.