The Family Favors Their Adopted Daughter? I’ll Send Them All to the Mass Burial Grounds

The day the rebels attacked the city, my elder brother left me outside the walls to save our adopted sister. By chance, I distinguished myself and was named a county princess. When my birth father saw how upset our adopted sister was, he immediately petitioned the throne, claiming I had stolen her credit and that the title of county princess should go to her instead. After I married the top scholar, we lived in perfect harmony, but our adopted sister said she had always loved him and that I had stolen him from her, leaving her no choice but to die. The top scholar immediately divorced me and made our adopted sister his lawful wife. Later, I was imprisoned in a secluded retreat to do hard labor. Still not satisfied, our adopted sister sent people to disfigure me and tear out my tendons. I begged my birth mother for help, but she accused me of slandering our adopted sister and said my tactics were despicable. I died miserably at my family’s gate, and no one even claimed my body. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day rewards were handed out for our achievements.