[Fake and Real Heiresses + Reborn Sisters + A Happiness Contrast]
In her previous life, Shen Mingzhu, the fake heiress, sat regally as the mistress of the Duke’s household, managing its affairs. Later, she was granted the title of First-Rank Lady of Honor, living in unmatched splendor and inspiring everyone’s envy.
The real heiress, Shen Jiaojiao, fell for the top scholar as he rode through the streets after passing the imperial exam. But she ended up scraping together her dowry to pay off the poor scholar’s debts, then kneeling to wash her mother-in-law’s feet.
Reborn, Shen Jiaojiao clutched a tear-soaked handkerchief and demanded they switch their marriages: “You’ve taken my status as the marquis’s legitimate daughter for fifteen years, Sister. It’s time to give it back!”
Shen Mingzhu smiled. She wanted to be the future Duchess? Fine, she could have it. This time, Shen Mingzhu had someone else in mind for her future husband.
The heir to Prince Yong’s household was handsome, broad-shouldered and slim-waisted. He looked like a fine choice.
Shen Jiaojiao gritted her teeth. “He’s the heir to Prince Yong’s household, and he never goes near women! You’ll never win him over!”
Shen Mingzhu looked at the man behind her, hurrying over with pastries, and fell silent.
When Shen Jiaojiao showed off her pregnant belly and declared, “You’ll never give birth to a legitimate son!” Shen Mingzhu rested a hand on her gently rounded stomach and leaned into the heir’s arm. “What a coincidence. The imperial physician says I’m carrying twins.”
