My Husband Was Reborn and Didn’t Choose Me, So I Married His Royal Uncle and Lived It Up

Jiang Mingtang was the legitimate daughter of the Chancellor’s household. Her mother had secured an imperial decree for her to marry the Third Prince, Xie Wenyan. She thought her greatest wish had come true at last: she had married the man she’d loved for years. But after helping him secure his position as Crown Prince, she discovered he had long been secretly sleeping with her half-sister. On the night he was named Crown Prince, Xie Wenyan got dead drunk and smashed a golden cup against her forehead. “I’ll tell you this: not only will you never be Crown Princess, but the future empress can only be Mao’er. Don’t even dream about it…” Jiang Mingtang didn’t dodge. Her heart sank into an icy abyss. Reborn at seventeen, on the day she and her half-sister were to be married, she heard the news that Prince Su, Xie Chengyuan, had lost the use of his legs, just as in her previous life. Her half-sister’s soft sobs rang in her ears, along with her father’s troubled sigh. “Father, if Mao’er doesn’t want to marry Prince Su, then let’s swap the matches. I’ll marry Prince Su, and my sister can marry the Third Prince.” But Jiang Mingtang never expected that Xie Wenyan had also been reborn. … “Jiang Mingtang, don’t think you can force me to marry you just because you have this marriage contract. The only woman in my heart is Mao’er.” Xie Wenyan sneered, but Jiang Mingtang didn’t care. She turned around and married the now-disabled Prince Su. When Xie Wenyan once again knelt outside the palace hall, heartbroken as he called her imperial aunt, Jiang Mingtang was held in his arms. “Had enough fun?”