With My Husband's Spirit Watching Over Me, I Marry into the Marquis's Household for the Third Time

"In my past life, all of you lived just fine, and I was the only one who died. In this life, it's my turn to live well, and all of you can go to hell!" Shen Wanning was reborn on the day she returned to the capital with her late husband's funeral cortege to answer for his crimes. In her previous life, her own mother had plotted against her and sent her to a Northern Rong slave camp, where she was tortured and died a miserable death far from home. This time, she swore to make everyone who had wronged her, stolen from her, or trampled her underfoot pay back every last debt, with interest! A mother who favored sons over daughters? A parasitic brother? A hypocritical elder sister? And the man she had once loved, who had watched her go to her death without lifting a finger? None of them would be spared! She used every means at her disposal to take revenge, returning each and every torture the Northern Rong had inflicted on her in her past life. Everyone said she had gone mad. Only her frail, sickly brother-in-law would offer her a clean handkerchief when she was covered in blood and quietly say, "Sister-in-law, let's go home." But the longer Shen Wanning spent with him, the more often she found herself in a daze, always feeling that another person was hidden beneath that pale, jade-like face. Everyone said the Marquis of Zhenyuan revered his sister-in-law, always yielding to her and giving her everything she wanted. But no one knew that deep in the night, when the candles had burned low, he would whisper her name over and over, regretting that he hadn't been the one to lift her bridal veil all those years ago and let her see his face.