After Our Divorce, the Sickly Young Lord Set His Sights on Me

Ye Shuhuang was shot to death by a hail of arrows. She thought she would die with regrets, but when she opened her eyes again, she discovered she had been reborn in the body of a Western Wu princess who shared her name. And she had a scumbag of a husband? He was trying to ruin her reputation, then force her to let his mistress and illegitimate child into the household? Was she supposed to put up with that? If he wanted to smear her name and threaten to divorce her unless she accepted his mistress, then so be it. She would grant his wish. With a simple scheme, she ruined his reputation and threw him out. After his supposed true love kicked him when he was down, he finally realized how good he had had it with her. He played the zither and recited poetry outside the princess's residence, desperately begging her to take him back, only for a hurriedly arriving young lord to kick him aside. “You have two choices: leave, or die.” The scumbag fled in panic, leaving her staring in bewilderment. Then he stepped forward with heartfelt devotion. “A Yao, none of them deserve you.” And then? The young lord's intentions were plain as day. She rejected him outright. “That scumbag hurt me too deeply. From now on, I renounce love!” The young lord panicked. “That's only because you haven't met me. I'm handsome, kindhearted, and devoted. I only love you…”