A Bride in the Mortal World

Rejected by her husband on their wedding night, she is left out in the cold for three years.

In a tiny courtyard, living a humble life,

she still carries on with a calm heart, never wallowing in self-pity or begging anyone for sympathy.

If her husband is the moon, she will be a hibiscus that blooms at dawn and withers at dusk.

If her husband is the sun, she will be an udumbara that blooms at night.

...But one day, she regains her lost memories.

And she goes wild...

If her husband is the moon, she will be the cloud that obscures it.

If her husband is the sun, she will be the XX that devours it.

If you won't treat me right, I won't let you have it easy either.

Since I've transmigrated, I'm going to make the most of it. If my husband is no good, I'll climb over the wall and find the right chance to trade him in...