Reborn as Jun Yao

In her previous life, being the legitimate daughter allowed her stepmother to live in comfort and gave her husband a target for his private vengeance. In the end, separated from her mother and child, she was beaten to death with clubs.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the day she was born. Her once-kind mother had died with regrets, while her scheming stepmother had manipulated events until the man who had been her husband in her previous life became her sworn enemy.

It all stemmed from love.

Having learned from her past life, Jun Yao stayed out of everything. In her spare time, she tended flowers, traveled far and wide, and watched the clouds drift by as she sat back and watched others fight.

“Miss, the madam seems possessed by a ghost. She's been raving all day.”

“That's all right. Put her under house arrest.”

“Miss, the madam was caught in bed with another man.”

“That's all right. Divorce her.”

“Second Master Zhao has bought an estate to give to you.”

“Fine. I'll move in tomorrow.”

“Prince Eighth has brought betrothal gifts and come to propose.”

“Keep the gifts and send him away.”

“Miss, this is bad! The emperor wants to betroth you to Prince Ninth.”

“I'm already engaged.”

And so the beautiful and brilliant commandery princess married the Northern Frontier Prince, a famously timid and gravely ill man known throughout the Wei Kingdom.

She thought that once her sickly husband passed away, she could enjoy a peaceful, comfortable life of her own. But things didn't go as planned.

The Northern Frontier Prince was not what he seemed, and he was hiding all kinds of schemes. So our young lady took great pleasure in putting on a show of secret battles, undercover plots, and seduction.

“Princess, His Highness ordered you to properly look after the beauties sent as tribute.”

And so she grandly founded a famous house of pleasure in the Northern Frontier.

“Princess, the emperor has appointed another new secondary consort for His Highness.”

So she appointed nine in a row, all for her own amusement.

At last, he had no choice but to surrender. “My beloved, it's a shame to waste such cleverness. Why not help me out? If we win the empire, we'll share it. What do you say?”

“If you win the realm, you'll set me free. Deal?”

“...Deal.”

He spurred his horse onward toward the charming countryside, with its shimmering lake and three-hued scenery. Her dearest wish would always stay with him.