Everyone in the capital said Song Lingyi was blessed. Born a merchant's daughter, she married into a marquis's household and became its mistress. Her husband loved her dearly. Even though she had borne no children in five years, he would rather adopt an heir than take a concubine.
Song Lingyi once believed it herself. Not until her husband killed her with his own hands did she learn that their five years of marriage had all been a deception. He had married her for another reason, and to achieve his goal, he even slaughtered her entire family.
Reborn, she found herself back at the age of twenty.
Since everything around her was a lie, she would carve out a clear path for herself with her own hands.
The world mocked her merchant origins, so she would use her wealth to buy herself a new identity.
But they had agreed that once the money and goods changed hands, they would be even. So why was that cold-faced prince now clinging to her?
The man smiled ingratiatingly. "You put up the money, I put in the work. There's no reason I should shoulder alone the realm we won together..."