Reborn: The Forsaken Wife Returns

Mu Qingyao, the legitimate eldest daughter of the wealthiest family in Jiangnan, was married to the heir of the Marquis of Jingbei for three years without bearing a child. She was falsely accused of killing his pregnant concubine and cast out of the marquis’s residence. Everyone cursed and mocked her as a madwoman. On the street, her sister-in-law and love rival beat her to death. When she opened her eyes again, her old cowardice and tolerance were gone. She was as nimble as a hare and fast as lightning. In an instant, she killed eight black-clad assassins. When she returned to the marquis’s residence, she kicked in her mother-in-law’s door, broke her sister-in-law’s leg, seized her wicked mother-in-law by the throat, and tossed the heartless bastard who had betrayed her into a cesspit in front of everyone. Give back what you took from me. Spit out what you swallowed. This lady has always lived by the rule: if you leave me alone, I’ll leave you alone. If you dare cross me, I’ll beat you until you regret ever being born. He was handsome and refined, serene as a lotus. As the heir to a prince’s estate, he captivated countless young women, yet he loved only the marquis’s discarded wife, a woman who killed without batting an eye. “Your Lordship, Miss Mu has smashed up Kunning Palace. Her Majesty the Empress has locked her in the Guiyun Pavilion.” That very night, the dignified and gracious Empress of the Dajin Kingdom performed a striptease at a state banquet for envoys from the Northern Rong Kingdom, writhing seductively and making a complete spectacle of herself. The emperor was so furious he nearly spat blood, but he could only humble himself to save his nephew. “Li’er, where’s the antidote? How is your aunt the empress supposed to show her face after this?” “Oh, the antidote? Only my wife has it. Right, she’s in the Guiyun Pavilion.” The emperor had no choice but to order someone to bring Mu Qingyao out. “Your Lordship, the heir’s wife threw the Princess Consort of Prince Yu into the river.” “Was she hurt?” he asked in alarm. “The princess consort swallowed water and is still unconscious,” his attendant replied. “Idiot! I was asking whether the heir’s wife was hurt. The Princess Consort of Prince Yu is as fat as a pig. If I’d known my wife wanted to throw her in, I would’ve given her laxatives for ten days.” The attendant nearly fainted.