"Wench, since you're shameless, I'll oblige you!"
Candles flickered, casting shadows on the slightly draped red curtain. The man glared angrily at the unconscious, overweight woman on the bed, reaching his large hands into her blouse.
"…Who?!"
The chill of his touch on her skin caused He Qiyan to suddenly open her eyes!
She instinctively struggled but to her surprise realized the man was her merciless husband, Sima Xuan.
What's going on? Wasn't he disillusioned and abandoned her to join a monastery?
"Ouch…"
Chaotic memories invaded her mind. In pain, she dug her nails into her hair. Catching sight of her black hair in her peripheral vision, she froze. Hadn't she gone grey in a single night? What's happening now?!
Sima Xuan interrogated her with disgust in his voice, "You schemed to marry me by replacing her. Isn't this what you wanted? Who are you making that face for now?"
He Qiyan furrowed her brows and tried to push the man off her.
"Playing innocent now?"
His mocking laughter echoed from above. In the next second, his massive hand held her down, making it impossible for her to struggle free.
Just as his rough kiss was about to descend, He Qiyan swiftly turned her head, lifted her leg, and kicked the man fiercely in the groin: "Get off me!"
"You...uh!'
Sima Xuan had not expected such a move from her. Clutching his groin, he glared at her enraged.
"He Qiyan, have you gone mad!?"
Taking advantage of the moment, He Qiyan rolled off the bed and ran towards the mirror.
The reflection in the mirror showed a chubby, swollen face. But it was apparent to see the rosy complexion, bright eyes. Absolutely not the same image after years of wear and tear in the backyard, with a shriveled appearance and white hair...
Tears of He Qiyan poured out uncontrollably.
She had been reborn!
Caught in a moment of surprise, her ankle was seized by Sima Xuan, and she was pushed back onto the bed in an instant, his hand choking her throat.
Sima Xuan's eyes flashed with a startling hatred, his intent to kill was palpable, like a knife across her neck!
She winced from the pain, coldly glanced at the man in front of her, "What, are you going to kill me?"
Sima Xuan squinted his eyes, about to deal the death blow, but looking at her bright eyes, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"Don't look at me like that!" He roared furiously, "Those eyes of yours..."
Even though they look like hers, but it's not her!
"Huh..."
He Qiyan understood. The one he saw was never her but her cousin, He Xiangning.
This marriage was supposed to be between He Xiangning and Sima Xuan.
But He Xiangning had no intention of marrying him. The He family had always favored He Xiangning, and so she, the one not doted upon was made to replace her and marry Sima Xuan.
Simaxuan always thought that she had stolen the wedding from Hexiangning, utterly despised her, leaving her alone in a vacant room every day, never coming near her!
After hearing of Hexiangning's wedding news, he immediately left the mansion and became a monk.
After his ordination, his mother-in-law wanted to seize her dowry. To do so, she force-fed her a soup that would drive her mad. Simaxuan's father, Lord Sima, even tried to violate her... If not for her desperate resistance, which brought the servants, she would have lost her honor!
Later, Lord Sima falsely accused her of drugging him with the purpose of seduction. She was severely punished as the house law dictates— her legs were broken and her hair turned white overnight.
Finally, she was tortured to death in a deserted manor by Hexiangning...
Thinking of all the past life, she trembled with pain.
It's laughable, in her previous life when she first married, she thought that Simaxuan was her perfect match.
She tried her best to care for him, with the hope of soothing his troubled forehead—
She prepared fragrant clothes for him and collected dew for him in the deep of night, only to warm his cold heart a bit, yet what did she get in return? She received his constant disgust, his indifference in his new life, summed up with a demeaning "Wench!"
She can not let the endless insults and framing from the last life to happen again!
Thinking of this, He Qiyan bit down on her teeth, pushed off the man on top of her, and crawled out through the gap of the curtain!
"He Qiyan!"
The shadow on the bed swiftly met her, a cold light flashed, and a long sword was held against her throat. Huh, first choking her throat with a hand, now swapped it with a sword?
She didn't know why, but she felt that the current sword on her neck was more painful than the house law that had broken her legs in her previous life.
While the sword is yet to slit her throat, she already found herself unable to speak due to the choking feeling.
Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and a pair of eyelashes brimmed with a bitter smile stayed open, calm yet stubborn.
"Don't look at me like that with those eyes! Speak up, what scheme are you planning again? Trying to act pitiful to gain sympathy? You are only making me feel more disgusted!" Sima Xuan's face expresses extreme revulsion.
He Qiyan wiped her tears and suddenly laughed.
Her laughter was icy and resolute.
"If you find it so disgusting, then please, Crown Prince Sima, draft a letter of divorce."
"I've had enough of these days too!"