The Noble Daughter of the Duke's Estate

Her eldest sister was reborn, and could therefore foresee the future. She said their father would die, their mother would follow him in death, their aunt would seize the family fortune, and the two sisters would be driven from their home. Yan Changfeng said, “Don’t worry. I’ll throw our aunt out tomorrow and make sure the whole family stays safe.” Her sister said her future husband, the heir apparent, was a scoundrel who would steal her dowry, dote on his concubine and murder his wife, and even spare none of his own children. Yan Changfeng said, “It’s fine. I’ll marry him and wipe out his whole family.” Then she married the most inconspicuous sickly young man in the Duke’s mansion. Just as she was about to go on a killing spree, the sickly young man calmly pressed down on the knife in her hand, a faint smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “I’ll do it. Let’s not get blood on your hands, my lady.”