Kong Li transmigrated into the body of a concubine-born daughter in the household of a minor eighth-rank official. She was practically invisible in the family, and all she wanted was to keep her head down and get by. She had no desire to be sold off by her father, who was hungry for advancement, to become a good-luck bride for the eldest son of Prefect Feng. But since she had no way to fight back, she might as well accept it with good grace. At least she could get something out of it.
On the eve of the wedding, Young Master Feng died. Kong Li could hardly believe her luck. A widow before the wedding? She would observe the mourning period, of course! What could be better than having money and not having to deal with her husband's concubines?
After moving into the Feng household, Kong Li stayed in her own courtyard, eating and sleeping whenever she pleased. Her status as a widow even meant she did not have to go out and socialize. Life could hardly have been more comfortable.
Who could have known that two years later, her husband would suddenly come back from the dead, having distinguished himself on the northern frontier, and return with Princess Shouyang, sent to cement a marriage alliance!
Everyone looked at Kong Li as if she were a poor, little melon. Inside, she was laughing her head off, though her face was grief-stricken. "I was born of humble stock. How could I dare compete with the princess? I, a daughter of the Kong family, hereby willingly seek a divorce!"
And so Kong Li left the Feng household and moved to an estate in the outskirts of the capital.
Everyone said her life was over, but no one could have guessed that Kong Li would strike it lucky: the heir of Prince Zhuang took a fancy to her and stubbornly insisted on marrying her into Prince Zhuang's household!
Later, from heir's consort to crown princess to empress, everyone around her said Kong Li had truly struck it lucky.
But only the new emperor, Chu Mingyuan, knew that he had climbed step by step out of hell thanks to that seemingly lazy empress!