Everyone in the realm knew that Chancellor Pei Hezheng loved his wife above all else, and had kept vigil for ten years after her death.
But no one knew that the corpse buried in his late wife's grave was the Empress Dowager, who should have been laid to rest in the imperial mausoleum beside the late emperor.
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Before the imperial decree naming her empress arrived, everyone told Jiang Lanjun that being empress after the first would be difficult, and that the road ahead was full of obstacles. She refused to believe them.
No matter how hard the road might be, it was nothing compared to ambition.
Jiang Lanjun was willing to take the gamble, and as it turned out, she bet right. Less than two years later, the emperor died.
With the new emperor still a child, she enjoyed all the splendor of ruling as regent empress dowager.
One day, after getting drunk at the imperial retreat, she took a male favorite to her bed. When she woke, he had vanished without a trace.
From then on, the cool and stiff minister Pei Hezheng fought her tooth and nail at court.
Who could have guessed that she would suddenly be poisoned to death and reborn ten years later?
Everyone in her new family was scheming against one another.
So at first, Jiang Lanjun only kept showing up in front of Pei Hezheng to take advantage of his influence.
But gradually, she noticed that the look in his eyes seemed to grow stranger and stranger.
So Jiang Lanjun decisively turned and walked away.
The gentle young heir to a prince, the devoted young general, the shy scion of a noble clan... Which of them wasn't better than him?
So she had tea with one today and went boating with another tomorrow. What a carefree life.
After hearing the report, Pei Hezheng set down his brush with a cold expression. “Are you happier with them than you are with me?”
“...Yes. I hear she's getting married soon.”
Pei Hezheng's expression changed in an instant.
He led his troops on a forced march through the night and brazenly abducted the bride in front of everyone.