“You have no idea how disgraceful Xin Kuan’s words were. He all but called you a shameless harlot. If I hadn’t deflected the blame onto Tang Rong, the Tao family’s reputation would have been utterly ruined. The rest of the family would have torn you apart!”

Her voice brimmed with disappointment as she continued, “Do you realize what’s happened now? Your late mother-in-law’s dowry, which should have been handed to you, has been divided—three parts given away, along with a valuable estate.”

“And that’s not even the worst of it. The rights to manage the household, once relinquished, are almost impossible to regain, even for a direct mother-in-law. For a second wife, it’s practically hopeless.”

“To top it all off, Tang Mo was just assigned a position that was originally reserved for Tang Rong. Do you even know what that means?”

The Northern Guard was a coveted placement among noble sons—a hub for networking and opportunities. Securing a spot there wasn’t guaranteed, even for someone like Tang Gang, who now couldn’t secure a second position for Tang Rong.

The more Madam Tao thought about it, the angrier she became. If not for the consummation of her daughter’s marriage, she might have taken her back home right then and there.

Tao Yiran, however, felt deeply wronged. She had been stunned when she realized the groom wasn’t Tang Mo, her initial surprise giving way to a fleeting joy before everything spiraled into chaos.

“The young lord promised to handle everything,” Tao Yiran said softly. “He said… he has feelings for me.”

Madam Tao remained unimpressed. She hadn’t believed Tang Rong’s excuses earlier, and she doubted others had either. If he truly had feelings for Tao Yiran, why hadn’t he proposed earlier? Why agree to marry Xin An instead?

“This whole situation reeks of dishonor. The virtuous and refined image of the young lord isn’t as genuine as it seems. From now on, you need to play the role of the understanding and aggrieved wife. Keep Tang Rong close, but don’t take everything he says at face value. Be cautious.”

When Wang Shi arrived, Madam Tao quickly masked her irritation, bracing herself for yet another exhausting round of polite maneuvering.

In the Autumn Harvest Courtyard, Madam Xin inspected the staff and was relieved to find no scheming faces among them. After ensuring her daughter was in good hands, she turned the conversation to their upcoming departure.

“We’ll be leaving for Huai Jiang in seven days. Your father has many responsibilities and can’t stay long. If the day ever comes when you don’t wish to remain here, send word, and the Xin family will come to take you home.”

Xin An was moved by her mother’s words, clinging to her arm like a child. She took the opportunity to remind her mother not to let the engagement between the Xin and Zhou families falter. In her past life, the Zhou family had been a pillar of support when the Xin family faced ruin, ensuring their losses were limited to their business and not their lives.

“I heard that Madam Zhou’s health has declined since her illness.The Imperial Medical Bureau reportedly has a pill that’s excellent for replenishing energy. Tomorrow, I’ll ask my mother-in-law to help me purchase some so you can bring it back to her.”

Madam Xin accepted the gesture without hesitation. “That old lady is a good person. The Zhou family has always been steadfast and loyal. Your father is thrilled with this match, and most importantly, your brother seems ecstatic. Have you seen him flitting around like a butterfly, trying to impress Miss Zhou?”

“Just wait. He’ll be off shopping for gifts in the next day or two.”

Xin An chuckled softly. These casual conversations with her mother were precious and nostalgic.

has a tonic called ‘Nourishing Pills’ that’s said to work wonders. Tomorrow, I’ll ask Mother-in-law to help me purchase some for you to bring back.”

That afternoon, after bidding farewell to the Xin and Tao families, Wang Shi and Tang Gang visited the old lady at Spring Honor Hall to discuss the day’s events. Although the old lady had stayed out of the drama, she had heard all the details.

“This is the best outcome we could hope for,” she remarked. “There will be talk in the capital, but as long as the three families present a united front, it will pass. And ensure the servants are disciplined. I won’t tolerate loose tongues.”

Wang Shi agreed, then brought up Xin An’s decision to decline the household management rights and the compensation.

“She said she plans to live peacefully with Tang Mo and doesn’t want what isn’t rightfully hers.”

Tang Gang, pleased with Xin An’s prudence, nodded. “She’s sensible and has a good sense of propriety.”

However, Wang Shi hesitated before broaching the topic of Tang Rong’s mother’s dowry. “By rights, the young lord should inherit his mother’s dowry after marriage. I began preparing to transfer it to him when his engagement was settled, but…”

Her voice trailed off, and her expression turned uneasy. The old lady understood immediately, while Tang Gang’s eyes narrowed. “Did you use it?” he asked sharply.

Wang Shi handed him a ledger. “Take a look, Marquis, and you’ll understand.”

Switching from military to civilian life had drained the family’s finances, and much of the dowry had been used to maintain their status. Wang Shi had meticulously documented every expense.

She then presented another ledger, detailing Tang Rong’s personal expenditures over the years.

“The young lord prefers Lake Ink, Jinzhou Xuan Paper, and gray hairbrushes. Last month, he spent 500 taels on an ivory folding fan from Qiongzhou. His room is scented with Thousand-Gold Cold Incense from the Imperial Medical Bureau. Some of these items came from his mother’s dowry, but most were purchased additionally.”

Tang Gang was shocked as he read the records. The extent of Tang Rong’s extravagance had gone unnoticed, and the weight of these revelations left him unsettled. His first instinct was to deflect blame.

“Why didn’t you rein him in as his mother?” he snapped.

Wang Shi, suppressing her anger, answered tearfully, “Marquis, you know how the capital operates. The sons of noble families are all expected to live lavishly. If our young lord had appeared lesser, how would others view the Marquis of Weiyuan?”

As she spoke, her eyes turned red and her voice was filled with tears. “It’s hard to be a stepmother. I do my best to take care of the prince. I never said anything when the prince used these things. I always pressured Mo’er to spend less, but in the end, I was still blamed.”

The matriarch spoke firmly.
“We promised the Xin family compensation. If we retract it now, how will you maintain your position in court? Since they declined to receive the dowry, you must give them 2,000 taels from your private funds.”

“Don’t hesitate. While no one may criticize us now, who knows what the future holds? The Xin family isn’t to be trifled with, as you’ve seen.”

Wang Shi took a deep breath. Tang Gang’s meager salary was barely enough to support himself. The so-called “private funds” were hers. Yet, with Tang Gang’s silent agreement, she had no choice but to comply.

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Xin An wanted to continue scolding him, but with his father present, she held back. She regretted not seizing the earlier opportunity to say more. Given the current situation, any sharp words or displays of temper would be understandable—how could Tang Rong, self-proclaimed paragon of virtue, dare argue back?

If he had dared retort even a single word, she would have ensured he paid for it dearly. But alas, the moment had passed.

“There’s no need for the young lord to dwell on it either,” Xin An replied with a cold smile. “Second Young Master, despite his initial anger, didn’t retaliate or insult me. Instead, he offered me comfort and sat properly dressed all night. That alone proves his noble character and virtuous conduct.”

“Second Young Master is handsome, well-built, and though he may lack extraordinary talents, he is upright in character. Marrying him is no humiliation to me.”

Tang Mo stood quietly, though he subtly straightened his back, exuding confidence. Tang Gang scrutinized him and had to admit that his second son did have a fine appearance. From last night to now, Tang Mo had caused no trouble, showing that despite his usual recklessness, he could handle himself in critical moments.

“Your wife is an excellent woman. You must respect and cherish her,” Tang Gang declared.

Tang Mo bowed and replied, “I will, Father.”

“Good.” Tang Gang nodded. “Now that you’re married, it’s time to mature. In a few days, you will report to the Northern Guard.”

Tang Mo froze, his disbelief quickly replaced by joy. He had longed to join the Northern Guard for years, but his father had consistently refused. Unlike the Southern Guard, known for its deadly combat, the Northern Guard was a training ground for the sons of nobility. A few years there, coupled with the right connections, could lead to rapid advancement.

“Thank you, Father! I will not disappoint you,” Tang Mo exclaimed, barely able to contain his excitement.

Seeing his son’s delight, Tang Gang felt a twinge of warmth and softened slightly. Wang Shi, suppressing her own excitement, stepped in to smooth over the situation, finally bringing the chaos to an end.

Governor Tao, who had observed the entire scene, frowned. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. The stark contrast was clear: his daughter had gained nothing but trouble, while Tang Mo’s household had reaped countless benefits.

The crowd dispersed quickly. Xin Kuan was pulled back to the front hall to continue drinking, and Tang Rong, who had planned to console Tao Yiran, was instead sent to the ancestral hall to reflect.

Wang Shi turned her full attention to Xin An, her words warm and affectionate. Madam Xin sighed in relief. She had once thought highly of Tang Rong, but today she saw him in a new light. His thick skin and shameless behavior were unmatched.

Now, however, even Tang Mo, whom she had previously disliked, seemed far more tolerable. Wang Shi lavished praise on Xin An, mentioning that in three days, she would transfer the household management rights to her.

Xin An, having managed the household in her previous life, was well aware of the complexities involved. She politely declined, her tone resolute.

“Mother, I deeply appreciate your kindness, but I am in no state to take on such responsibilities now. My mind is still in turmoil. I must trouble you to continue managing the household.”

Wang Shi, who had initially been reluctant to relinquish control, felt reassured. She had prepared herself to hand over the reins, consoling herself that at least her own daughter-in-law would have them, rather than Tao Yiran.

Seeing Xin An’s sincerity, Wang Shi softened further. “I understand how you feel. You’ve only just entered this household. Take your time to settle in. When you’re ready, come to me and I’ll teach you everything you need to know. The household management rights will always be yours when you want them.”

Xin An bowed in gratitude, and Wang Shi went on to address the matter of Tang Rong’s mother’s dowry. Xin An, knowing all too well the details of that dowry from her previous life, firmly declined.

“Mother, as I have married Tang Mo, I will dedicate myself to him. That dowry belonged to the young lord’s mother, and it would be improper for me to take it. I cannot accept it. Please handle it as you see fit.”

The Tang family, despite their noble title, lacked substantial wealth. Transitioning from military to civilian life had left them scrambling to maintain their status, with much of their facade propped up by borrowed funds. Xin An had no intention of investing even a single coin into the household unless she held absolute control.

Moreover, she had no desire to be tied to a dowry that could later be used against her.

Wang Shi, seeing her restraint, was filled with joy. She felt that all her efforts and sacrifices had been worthwhile. After a few more words of comfort, Wang Shi left to check on Tao Yiran in the Spring Blossoms Courtyard, knowing she needed to maintain appearances with the Tao family.

Once the room was cleared, Xin An shooed Tang Mo away and locked herself in with Madam Xin.

“I can’t believe the Tang family thought it acceptable to use Tang Rong’s mother’s dowry as compensation for you!” Madam Xin fumed.

Xin An chuckled softly. “The household accounts are probably strained. It’s no surprise.”

“Thank goodness you didn’t take on the household management. That Madam Cai is insufferable, and evenWang Shi can’t control her. If you had married Tang Rong, you’d be enduring her tyranny.”

“Honestly, you shouldn’t have intervened earlier. They should have beaten her to death.”

Xin An smiled faintly. “By sparing her, I’ve shown generosity. The household will see me as magnanimous. Sometimes, enduring small losses brings greater gains. That so-called ‘husband’ of mine is probably celebrating next door.”

Madam Xin laughed along. “I’ve realized Wang Shi doesn’t like Tao Yiran at all. I caught her smirking several times today. With her favor and Tang Mo’s newfound position, your life won’t be too difficult.”

“And that opportunistic son-in-law of mine is no fool. If you two support each other, life will surely turn out well.”

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Madam Cai’s overbearing attitude was even more pronounced in Tang Rong’s courtyard, where she acted like the matriarch, with no one daring to oppose her. It had been years since she had faced such humiliation, and instinctively, she raised her voice in protest.

“Second Madam, I am a servant of the young lord, not a concubine of the Marquis. Please do not mistake my role.”

“Mother!” Xin An exclaimed, rushing into Madam Xin’s arms. “Tang Rong truly is a liar! How could he have such an overbearing concubine? She’s so fierce! I don’t want to stay here anymore—I want to go home!”

Madam Xin immediately recognized Madam Cai’s true nature and suddenly felt relieved that her daughter hadn’t married Tang Rong. Patting Xin An’s back, she addressed Wang Shi, “Madam Tang, your household is far too unruly. The arrangement we discussed is off. We’ll be taking An’er home now.”

With that, mother and daughter turned to leave, but Wang Shi quickly stopped them, immediately scolding Madam Cai.

“How dare you, a mere servant, speak out of turn? The young lord is at fault here, and the Marquis himself instructed him to come and apologize. An’er has suffered a great injustice, and you think she can’t express her grievances?”

“Or perhaps you’ve grown so bold that even the Marquis’s words mean nothing to you? Are you trying to rebel?”

Tang Mo, who had been leisurely sipping tea, was inwardly thrilled by the unfolding drama. He had quickly come to enjoy having someone like Xin An by his side, matching his wit and fighting alongside him—it was a refreshing change.

Now watching Xin An effortlessly deal with this old shrew, Tang Mo felt even more exhilarated. When he noticed Tang Rong’s darkened expression, he put down his tea with a satisfied smile, preparing to step in.

“Elder Brother, I’ve held my tongue since this incident began, not wanting to strain our brotherly bond. But you’re taking things too far!”

“Xin An is new to the household and doesn’t know everyone yet. Look at this wet nurse of yours—dressed in fine silks, adorned with gold and jewels. What’s so strange about her mistaking her for Father’s concubine? Even Father’s concubines don’t dress this ostentatiously!”

“This woman lords over the household, barking orders at everyone. You knew she was uncouth and still brought her along. Is this your way of challenging Father’s decision and undermining me through her?”

Madam Cai opened her mouth to defend herself, but a sharp look from Lady Wang silenced her. Reluctantly, she knelt before Xin An and admitted her fault.

“It was my mistake to offend the Second Madam. I deserve to be punished,” Madam Cai said, slapping herself loudly across the face.

“The young lord’s wedding is a joyous occasion. I only dressed festively to match the mood and did not forget my place.”

She then removed her jewelry, one piece at a time. Xin An feigned shock, stepping back as if frightened. “Mother, the rules of this household are terrifying. We should leave,” she whispered.

Madam Xin’s displeasure was evident. “This household is truly upside down, with servants behaving like masters. We cannot let An’er remain in such a place.”

Turning to Wang Shi, she continued, “Madam Tang, please don’t try to stop us. If this is how your servants act in my presence, I can’t imagine how they’ll treat An’er when I’m gone.”

She then instructed her servants, “Gather An’er’s belongings. We’re leaving.”

Xin Huan arrived just in time to witness the commotion. Taking in the scene, he loudly declared, “Interesting! A master comes to apologize, and yet there’s a veiled threat? And that servant looks like she wants to kill someone with her sharp eyes. This household is run by its servants, it seems!”

Mother and son exchanged knowing glances. It was clear they intended to deal with Madam Cai thoroughly and embarrass Tang Rong in the process.

Wang Shi tried to intervene, but Tang Mo seized the opportunity to ingratiate himself with his mother-in-law, saying all the right things. Their mutual understanding was seamless. Sensing the perfect moment, Madam Xin sent Xin Huan to fetch Xin Kuan.

In the front hall, Xin Kuan, Tang Gang, and Lord Tao were just beginning to enjoy their meal when Xin Huan barged in, quickly recounting the events, embellishing them for dramatic effect.

“Father, they’re blocking us from leaving. They even sent that old servant to intimidate us. She’s so arrogant—it’s outrageous!”

Xin Kuan slammed his cup down in anger, while Tang Gang’s face turned red with fury. Lord Tao, meanwhile, silently cursed the Tang family for their incompetence and regretted the marriage alliance. Still, he couldn’t resist joining the scene to see how things unfolded.

Tang Rong never anticipated such a development. He had assumed that Xin An, mindful of her reputation, would endure the situation quietly. He thought an apology would suffice.

Madam Cai, still kneeling, felt little fear. As the wet nurse of the eldest son and a long-time servant of the late first wife, she believed even the Marquis would give her some respect.

When Tang Gang arrived, his fury erupted. “You insolent fool! I sent you to apologize, and you brought along this troublemaker?!”

Seeing Madam Cai kneeling with a defiant expression only fueled his rage. “Drag her out and give her thirty lashes for insubordination!”

The Tang family had risen through military exploits, and though they no longer commanded troops, household punishments still involved military-style discipline. Thirty lashes with a soldier’s cane would leave Madam Cai bedridden for months, effectively sidelining her.

Terrified, Madam Cai glanced at Tang Rong for help, but he didn’t dare plead on her behalf. Xin An, however, stepped forward, her voice trembling slightly.

“Marquis, this misunderstanding started because I failed to recognize her. Seeing her dressed so lavishly, I mistook her for one of your concubines. That was my fault. It’s understandable that she was upset.”

“She’s been a wet nurse to the young lord and has served this household for many years. Punishing her too severely might harm her health. Besides, it’s my wedding day—perhaps we should let this matter rest.”

Tang Mo silently applauded Xin An’s tact. Punishing Madam Cai might bring temporary satisfaction, but sparing her would make the Tang family appear magnanimous while further solidifying Xin An’s position.

Tang Gang’s expression softened. Though annoyed by Madam Cai’s past insolence, he now saw Xin An’s actions as gracious. “You’re lucky the Second Madam is kind-hearted. If it were up to me, I’d have had you beaten to death for your insolence.”

He punctuated his words with a sharp kick to Madam Cai’s chest, sending her sprawling and coughing blood. Crawling to Xin An, Madam Cai kowtowed. “Thank you, Second Madam, for your mercy. Thank you for sparing my life.”

Xin An feigned nervousness and reluctance. Moving closer to her mother, she murmured, “You may rise. I was mistaken about your identity, so please don’t take it to heart.”

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Each of these responsibilities entailed massive expenses. The Xin family had been the Tang family’s treasury, a fact well-known to many. The Tao family’s willingness to marry into the Tang family wasn’t just about the title—it was also about the Xin family’s wealth.

Seeing Xin Kuan on the verge of severing ties over Xin An, Governor Tao stepped forward to mediate. “Master Xin, please don’t be too hasty. I’m equally outraged by what’s happened, but the situation is what it is, and we must consider the long-term. The prosperity of our families and the future of our descendants are paramount.”

“Indeed, the young lord erred. However, on a joyous occasion, it’s easy to drink too much and for things to go awry. Both of our daughters have suffered enough. Taking this matter public would only bring greater loss to all parties involved.”

Tang Gang, the Marquis, quickly added, “Brother-in-law, our families have been close for many years, supporting each other like lips and teeth. Surely, we can sit down and resolve this matter calmly.”

“Believe me, I wanted nothing more than to beat that boy to death after this happened. But we can’t go so far, can we?”

Xin Kuan snorted. “You’ve said your piece, but in the end, it’s just a way to force me to agree, isn’t it?”

Turning to Governor Tao, he asked coldly, “Tang Rong is the legitimate eldest son, already recognized as the heir to the Marquisate. Once he inherits, the Tao family will reap endless benefits. And what does the Xin family gain?”

Tang Mo, silent until now, looked particularly pitiful. Yet he said nothing, holding his ground stubbornly while secretly feeling satisfied. His father-in-law was fighting for his interests—a rare luxury.

In the past, it had always been him and his mother striving for scraps, while Tao Yiran reaped the rewards and dismissed him as petty. Now, it was the Tao family who was outmatched by Xin Kuan’s sharp words.

Xin Kuan’s position was clear, leaving Governor Tao speechless. Tang Gang furrowed his brows, and Wang Shi, catching on, swiftly stepped in. “This is partly my fault for poor arrangements, and partly the young lord’s for letting his excitement get the better of him.”

“How about this: let the young lord apologize in front of both families, return the betrothal gifts to the Xin family, and transfer the household management rights to Xin An. Would this satisfy you, Master Xin?”

Ideally, both Tang Rong and Tao Yiran would apologize, but such a move would confirm that Tao Yiran had stolen another woman’s groom, something the Tao family would never allow.

Though unwilling to agree outright, Xin Kuan saw his goals nearly achieved. He knew how significant the household management rights were to a woman’s standing. Madam Xin, dabbing at her teary eyes, added, “It’s all for the children. What’s done is done, and no amount of punishment can change that. We’ll follow Wang Shi’s proposal.”

Reluctantly, Madam Tao unclenched her fists. Even if Tang Rong inherited the Marquisate, a marquis’s wife without control of the household held little real power and brought no tangible benefits to her family.

Tang Gang breathed a sigh of relief. But just as he was about to speak, Xin Kuan interjected, “From the beginning, has anyone bothered to ask the second son what he thinks?”

“His bride was stolen by his elder brother. Is an apology enough to resolve this?”

The room turned its attention to Tang Mo, who maintained his stoic yet aggrieved demeanor. “I will follow Father’s decision,” he said quietly.

Tang Gang, feeling some guilt, struggled to find a suitable compensation. Wang Shi, however, quickly suggested, “Last year, the Emperor gifted a 60-acre estate outside the capital for the Marquis’s birthday. It’s excellent land. Why not give it to the second son?”

Under normal circumstances, Tang Gang would have refused outright—an imperial gift was far too valuable to give away. However, faced with the current situation, he had little choice. After praising the estate, he nodded and instructed Wang Shi to hand over the deed immediately.

Tang Mo’s heart swelled with complex emotions. In his previous life, he had schemed tirelessly for this estate, only to lose his life in the process. Now, it had fallen into his lap with ease. Having someone fight for him was a truly novel feeling.

With the matter temporarily settled, lunch was served. Tang Gang invited Xin Kuan and Governor Tao to stay and dine, using the opportunity to mend ties over a few cups of wine. Now united by marriage, the three families needed to plan for the future.

Tang Rong exhaled deeply, relieved that everything had turned out as he hoped, despite the difficulties. He personally selected a few precious items and brought them to Xin An’s room as an apology.

When Xin An saw him, her fury flared anew, and she barely contained the urge to stab him on the spot.

“Though it was an unfortunate accident, I owe you an apology,” Tang Rong said. “Please rest assured, my second brother is a man of great character and virtue, no less than I. If you live harmoniously with him, your future will surely be smooth.”

“Is that a threat, young lord?” Xin An sneered. “If I don’t live harmoniously with him, and instead seek to cause you trouble, what will you do?”

Tang Rong bowed slightly. “A noble wife brings honor to her husband. I trust my sister-in-law will understand this.”

Xin An’s gaze swept over him, head to toe, as a bitter smile played on her lips. “A noble man is open and upright, while a petty man frets and schemes. You stole your brother’s wife and conspired with Tao Yiran to commit disgraceful acts. Do you think calling it an ‘accident’ can cover your filthy deeds?”

“I have every reason to believe this was your plan all along. You didn’t want to marry me but still wanted the reputation of being filial to your elders. You wanted the best of both worlds. So you bribed your servants to swap the brides and consummated the marriage as quickly as possible.”

“You know perfectly well that no one believes your drunken excuse. You’re just relying on others to save face for you while you shamelessly trample on theirs.”

“That’s absurd!” Tang Rong protested, though his voice lacked conviction. Tao Yiran was clearly a better match in terms of status and character, while Xin An, a merchant’s daughter, had always been the subject of mockery. Now, with his compensation in place, Xin An’s aggressive words only reinforced his belief that she was an unsuitable match.

“Please, Second Madam, mind your words. The young lord is upright and would never commit such acts. There must be some misunderstanding,” interjected a woman in her forties, dressed in a rich blue satin gown with gold ornaments.

It was Madam Cai, Tang Rong’s wet nurse and his most loyal servant. A former maid to Tang Rong’s late mother, she held significant sway in the household, often acting as though she were the matriarch herself.

Seeing her again, Xin An felt a surge of murderous intent.

“Is this the Marquis’s concubine?” Xin An asked with feigned innocence.

Madam Cai’s face turned red with rage, but Xin An continued with a mocking smile. “I thought I heard the Marquis’s concubines were all delicate beauties. No one mentioned there was one with such… stature.”

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After checking on her daughter, Madame Tao sat calmly with Wang Shi, chatting amicably. Meanwhile, Tang Rong busied himself with apologies and pouring tea. The atmosphere wasn’t particularly tense, as though the matter had been glossed over.

Xin An’s father, Xin Kuan, sat quietly, observing the scene with a cold expression. His family’s connection to the Tang family stemmed from Tang Gang’s father, the late elder Marquis, who had died heroically in battle. Back then, when resources were scarce, Xin Kuan had generously funded and supported the elder Marquis during the campaign. In gratitude, the elder Marquis had arranged the marriage between their families.

Over the years, while the Xin family had indeed benefited from their association with the Tang family, they had also contributed significantly. Though their relationship was one of dependence, Xin Kuan had no intention of swallowing his pride. As a salt merchant, he wielded significant influence and could easily align himself with other nobles if he so desired—perhaps even those with higher status than the Tang family.

When Madam Xin entered the room, all eyes turned to her. Xin Kuan asked in a grave tone, “How is An’er?”

“How is she?” Madam Xin replied angrily. “After such an incident, what else can she do but cry her eyes out?”

“She left home in joy, only to cry herself blind in a bridal chamber that wasn’t hers. Her eyes are so swollen they look like walnuts, and no amount of powder can hide it.”

“And you didn’t even bother to send word back to us!”

Xin Huan, Xin An’s younger brother, seized the moment, scoffing before directing his sharp gaze at Tang Rong. “Even if a message had been sent, what difference would it have made? Her groom was busy rolling in the sheets with his new ‘sister-in-law.’ If she’d made a fuss, would Tang Rong and that Tao woman still have the face to live?”

He emphasized the term “sister-in-law” heavily, causing Madam Tao to stiffen. The implication touched upon her daughter’s reputation, and her face turned an ugly shade of blue. “This matter has already been explained. They were both drunk. In such a state, who could tell who was who?”

Xin Huan had been waiting for this excuse. He sneered, turning his verbal assault back to Tang Rong. “Oh, what talent! Drunk to the point of not recognizing people, yet still remembering the bridal chamber. And what’s more—successfully consummating the marriage! Truly remarkable.”

“You’ve always boasted about being virtuous, claiming to have never kept a single concubine before marriage. Clearly, you’ve been studying those filthy little books in private. An expert in every sense of the word.”

“And let’s not forget the bride. I hear you’re both regulars at the capital’s grand banquets. Familiar faces at familiar places—how could such a mistake happen? Did she get bored in the bridal chamber and drink herself into a stupor, leaving you to take advantage of her?”

With cutting words, Xin Huan tore apart the facade that Tang Rong and the Tao family had desperately tried to maintain. Xin Kuan said nothing to stop him, and Madam Xin continued to quietly weep. Once Xin Huan finished, Madam Xin picked up where he left off.

“Tang Rong, the marriage between our families was arranged by your grandfather. Though the Tang family never mentioned it again, we assumed it was just a joke, given the disparity in status. But when you brought it up again and formally proposed, you should have been prepared to take responsibility for my An’er.”

“If you didn’t like her, you should have said so. My daughters don’t lack suitors. But having followed the proper customs to seek her hand, why would you then bring shame upon her?”

“People say you’re a gentleman, all self-restraint and virtue. Is this how a gentleman behaves?”

The mother and son’s joint attack left Tang Rong pale and speechless.

The Tao family, equally furious, realized that if they didn’t shift the blame entirely onto Tang Rong, Tao Yiran would be labeled as promiscuous, a stain they couldn’t afford.

Madam Tao’s eyes reddened as she spoke. “Xin An isn’t the only one who’s suffered. My Yiran also entered her bridal sedan joyfully, only for this to happen. She’s been spoiled since childhood and wasn’t prepared for such a situation. When she realized the mistake, she froze in shock. How could a weak woman stand up to a drunken man? If she had raised an outcry, all three families would have been humiliated in the capital.”

“I just saw her, and she said she’d rather die. But can she die? Dare she die? A woman’s life is hard enough, and if she dies, it would ruin Tang Rong forever. So, she swallowed her pride and endured it in silence. This is a woman’s entire life at stake.”

“She’s already endured such injustice. I will not allow anyone to slander her further.”

Throwing all the blame on Tang Rong, Madam Tao painted both women as silent martyrs for the Tang family’s honor. Wang Shi felt as though she’d shot herself in the foot. No matter how the story was spun, it was her poor arrangements that had caused this disaster.

In the end, Marquis Tang Gang, though furious at his son, was forced to defend him. “Our three families have been close for years. None of us wanted this to happen, but what’s done is done. Once someone enters the Tang household, they are part of our family. That cannot change.”

“Tang Rong, kneel.”

Tang Rong knelt, his back straight. “Everything is my fault. Any punishment is deserved. But I hope this matter won’t implicate Yiran. She is innocent.”

His defense of Tao Yiran didn’t make him seem noble; instead, it reeked of premeditation. Tang Gang spoke gravely. “Punishment will come. But the one who has suffered the most is Xin An, and compensation must be made. Three-tenths of your mother’s dowry will be sent to the Autumn Harvest Courtyard. Do you agree?”

Wang Shi quickly glanced at Tang Gang before regaining her composure. Tang Rong nodded. “Understood. I’ll leave it to Mother to handle.”

Tang Gang turned his head to Wang and said, “Since the eldest brother has already married, the dowry left by his mother should also be given to him.” Wang Shi, smiling sweetly, replied, “Of course. I’ll sort it out and send it over. If only your mother were here to see you married, she would be so happy.”

Tang Mo felt uneasy. Most of Tang Rong’s mother’s dowry had long since disappeared. How would they produce it now? Lady Wang shot him a reassuring look before rising to apologize to Madam Xin. Her carefully chosen words softened Madam Xin’s anger slightly.

Xin Kuan, however, spoke up. “We came today to take An’er home. If this matter is explained clearly, the public will understand. Although remarriage is not easy, it is better than wasting your life in the backyard of the Tang family.”

How could the Tang family agree to this? Wang Shi spoke nicely again and tried to persuade Xin Kuan. Xin Kuan raised his hand and said, “No need to persuade me anymore. We said before that she would marry the Tang family’s eldest son. Now that something like this has happened, there is no reason to change it to the second young master. She is not an object, and it is not fair to the second young master. It will only lead to resentment in the future. It’s better to part ways now.”

“I, Xin Kuan, will try my best to find a good marriage for An’er even if I have to sacrifice all my wealth.”

Trying to smooth things over with a fraction of dowry? Wishful thinking!

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Tang Rong, the legitimate eldest son of the Marquis of Wei Yuan, possessed noble features and impeccable character. As the heir apparent to the title, he naturally won Tao Yiran’s favor over Tang Mo.

Seeing her delicate, tearful demeanor, Tang Rong’s heart softened further. He clasped her hand gently and said, “Marrying you, Yi’er, is something I never anticipated. When I lifted the bridal veil, my heart overflowed with joy. I’ve always disliked fighting or competing, yet in that moment, I found myself willing to fight for you. I never imagined I could be so reckless, even at the cost of wronging Miss Xin and my younger brother.”

Tao Yiran’s father was a regional governor in Cangzhou, and her family held multiple positions in the imperial court. With her elegant demeanor and artistic talents, she easily outshone Xin An.

“Rong Lang,” Tao Yiran murmured with shy delight, nestling into Tang Rong’s embrace.

The two indulged in their tender affection until the sound of hushed whispers outside broke their moment. When Tang Rong sent someone to inquire, his face turned displeased upon hearing the report. He thought disdainfully, This is exactly the sort of vulgar behavior one expects from merchant families.

Still, it was customary to give rewards to the servants on the morning after the wedding. Tang Rong ordered a month’s wages to be distributed to each servant.

The servants in the Spring Blossoms Courtyard were visibly disappointed. Although a month’s pay was no small amount, it paled in comparison to the year’s wages distributed next door.

Meanwhile, the servants in the Autumn Harvest Courtyard were gleefully watching the drama unfold. Knowing their twelve taels far exceeded their counterparts’ earnings, even the lowest-ranking maids couldn’t resist flaunting smug glances at their rivals.

The servants in the Spring Blossoms Courtyard seethed with anger. They resented their stingy masters and were forced to endure the arrogance of their neighbors. After a silent exchange of hostile glances, each group returned to their duties.

Thus, on the very first day of the marriage, the two courtyards officially became rivals.

About an hour later, both the Tao and Xin families arrived. While the Xin family looked deeply troubled, the Tao family seemed quietly pleased. After all, when they arranged the marriage, they had hoped for Tang Rong but had to settle for Tang Mo because of Tang Rong’s prior engagement to Xin An.

Between the two brothers, Tang Rong was clearly the superior choice. Despite their internal satisfaction, the Tao family maintained an outward display of shock and anger.

“This is outrageous!” Madame Xin exclaimed. “Did the gods and ancestors of the Xin family not open their eyes yesterday? How could such a thing happen after I offered incense at dawn?”

When Madame Xin saw her daughter, she immediately became distraught, clutching her thighs and wailing in despair. Meanwhile, Xin An burst into tears, collapsing into her mother’s arms.

“Mother!” she cried, sobbing uncontrollably as if trying to release years of pent-up grievances. In her previous life, Tang Rong had claimed her family had met with an accident en route to the capital, but she hadn’t had the chance to learn the full details or if their lives were in danger.

“This is all my fault! I’ve brought shame upon Father and Mother,” she wailed.

It was her blindness and foolishness that had trapped her in Tang Rong’s web of deceit. She had only herself to blame for her misfortune.

“I was wrong. I deserve this punishment. I was truly wrong.”

Madam Xin, overcome with heartache, began to cry as well. Her daughter, raised with the utmost care and luxury, had never shed a tear before. Yet now, in the Marquis’ household, she had cried more in one day than in the past eighteen years combined.

“Don’t be afraid. Father and Mother are here. We’ll take you back to Huaijiang, and we’ll never return to this wretched capital again,” Madam Xin consoled her daughter.

Lost in her grief, Xin An continued to cry. Tang Mo stood silently nearby, his curiosity piqued. He recalled how ruthless Xin An had been in his previous life, always scheming to snatch away whatever Tang Rong desired. She had even managed to outmaneuver his mother on several occasions. What could have broken such a formidable woman so thoroughly? Had Tang Rong eventually abandoned her and their child?

“Mother,” Xin An interrupted, her voice steady despite the tears. She didn’t shy away from speaking in front of Tang Mo. “Let’s not act rashly. If I leave now, it will undoubtedly offend the Marquis. His narrow-mindedness won’t tolerate such defiance, and Father wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences.”

She cast a glance at Tang Mo. “Moreover, everyone knows I entered the Tang family in a bridal sedan and spent the night with Tang Mo. Rumors will inevitably spread, and we must consider the implications for my younger sisters.”

The Xin family wasn’t a small household; the second branch alone had two daughters of marriageable age.

“Huan has just gotten engaged,” Xin An continued. “The bride’s family agreed to the match partly because I was marrying into the Marquis’s household—”

Before she could finish, a voice cut her off. “If the Zhou family wants to break the engagement over this, it’s better not to marry them at all.”

“Elder sister, don’t worry about me,” said Xin Huan, Xin An’s younger brother, as he entered the room. At the sight of him, Xin An felt another wave of tears threatening to spill. Xin Huan, two years her junior, had always respected her as his elder sister. He had often warned her to be cautious, but she had stubbornly ignored his advice.

Truly, wise counsel is wasted on those destined for ruin.

“You’re being ridiculous. If I don’t consider you, won’t you run wild?” Xin An chided, tears still falling.

Xin Huan awkwardly scratched his head before turning to Tang Mo. “So, are you my brother-in-law now or not?”

All eyes turned to Tang Mo. He stepped forward, bowing respectfully. “Although I didn’t know Miss Xin well before, fate has brought us together. I only hope we can support each other as husband and wife.”

In the past, Madame Xin had disliked Tang Mo, having heard of his constant conflicts with Tang Rong and his reputation for causing trouble. But now that he was her son-in-law, her perspective shifted. Tang Mo was undoubtedly more handsome than Tang Rong, and though his mother was a second wife, she had married properly and provided Tang Mo with a better support system than Xin An would have had as the daughter-in-law of a disapproving stepmother.

Looking at her son-in-law now, Madame Xin found herself increasingly satisfied. At least he had a more approachable attitude than Tang Rong’s aloof demeanor.

Her worried gaze turned to Xin An. “Are you truly willing?” Just yesterday, Xin An had been overjoyed to marry Tang Rong. Was she ready to let go?

Xin An nodded firmly, even speaking plainly. “I once admired Tang Rong, but last night he feigned drunkenness to consummate his marriage with Tao Yiran. It’s clear he doesn’t care for me. Why should I waste my affection on someone who doesn’t value me?”

Madame Xin patted her hand. “From childhood, I’ve always supported your decisions. If that’s how you feel, then changing sons-in-law is no big deal. But I won’t let you suffer.”

Xin An agreed wholeheartedly. Although the matter would eventually be smoothed over, she wanted to trouble Tang Rong and Tao Yiran a little first. Calling Xin Huan closer, she whispered instructions into his ear.

Meanwhile, Madame Xin summoned Tang Mo. “Son-in-law, come with me to meet your father and mother in the front courtyard. This matter cannot be brushed aside.”

The Tao family had shown their shamelessness; the Tao parents had nearly laughed aloud with delight earlier. It was infuriating to watch.

Thrilled at the prospect of his mother-in-law advocating for him, Tang Mo eagerly followed her to the front courtyard.

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Next door, in the Autumn Harvest Courtyard, things had initially been chaotic but were soon quieted down by a single angry roar from Tang Mo.

By the time Madame Wang and the matriarch arrived at the Autumn Harvest Courtyard, Tang Mo and Xin An were already up, still dressed in their wedding robes. Without needing to discuss it, the two instinctively knew how to handle what was to come.

Half-asleep, with one of them red-eyed and portraying a look of utter despair while the other exuded the grumpiness of someone rudely awakened, they played their roles convincingly. Tang Mo, despite his irritable demeanor, didn’t let on that his mood was purely due to lack of sleep.

Seeing Xin An’s slightly swollen eyelids,Madame Wang immediately stepped forward, taking her hand affectionately. “My dear child, you’ve suffered such injustice.”

Tang Mo, seething with rage, clenched his teeth. “When I realized the mistake last night, I went to confront my elder brother. Who would’ve thought he’d act so quickly? We’d only just parted at the courtyard gate, and by the time I got to him, he had already ‘retired’ for the night. Was he that eager to consummate the marriage?”

“Drunk to the point of not recognizing anyone, yet capable of entering the bridal chamber? He truly has remarkable skills.”

With Tang Mo leading the charge, Xin An only needed to lower her gaze and let tears stream down her cheeks. Strangely, she felt a sense of relief. In her previous life, Tang Rong had played the role of the noble gentleman, always forcing her to fight for everything while he reaped the benefits without so much as a word of thanks, often even criticizing her for her efforts.

“My elder brother must give me an explanation for this,” Tang Mo demanded relentlessly.

The family matriarch, already partial to Tang Mo, now viewed him even more favorably. He was, after all, handling such a grave injustice with composure and respect for the family’s reputation. In contrast, the couple in the neighboring courtyard seemed utterly lacking in decorum.

“Good child, Grandmother knows you’ve been wronged,” the matriarch said gently. “But what’s done is done. No matter how much we dislike it, we have to accept it.”

She spoke earnestly, and Madame Wang followed with comforting words for Xin An, though her focus was on persuading Tang Mo. “He’s your elder brother. Even if he’s at fault, it’s up to your father and grandmother to address it. There’s no need for you to shout about it.”

“Xin An is a a good girl. Marrying her is a blessing for you. Don’t take it for granted.”

“You call that comforting him?” the matriarch snapped at Madame Wang. “Why are you reprimanding him? The second young master has already endured enough. As a mother, you should be consoling him, not scolding.”

Softening her tone, she turned back to Xin An. “My dear child, Grandmother knows you’ve suffered greatly. Rest assured, I won’t let this wrong go unanswered. Your parents have been summoned to discuss the matter, and you will be given an explanation.”

Xin An nodded, tears still in her eyes. “Thank you, Grandmother.”

“Good child, don’t cry. Fix yourself up, you’re a beautiful new bride. I have a set of jewelry adorned with rare pigeon-blood rubies that will suit you perfectly. I’ll have it sent over for you to wear today, alright?”

“Everything will be as Grandmother arranges,” Xin An replied obediently.

Xin An knew the headpieces well. In her previous life, she had worked hard to please the matriarch. After saving her from a stroke, she had been gifted the same set of jewelry. But no sooner had she received it than Tang Rong declared that such grand, eye-catching ornaments were unbefitting of a noblewoman like her and better suited for Tao Yiran.

Back then, blind and foolish, Xin An had handed the jewelry to Tao Yiran, who had pretended to refuse it but ultimately wore it the very next day. The matriarch had been displeased, and all of Xin An’s efforts to win her favor had been in vain.

Thinking of this, Xin An felt a surge of frustration. She silently berated herself for being so spineless.

Seeing her composed and cooperative demeanor, the matriarch was pleased. Madame Wang smiled and mentioned that she had prepared a pair of gold bracelets inlaid with gemstones for her daughter-in-law. “They’ll complement the headpieces beautifully.”

She ordered someone to fetch the jewelry. For someone who had known poverty, such treasures were a reminder of their worth. After the household was raided in her past life, Xin An had struggled to provide for everyone. Though her mother had secretly sent her valuables, the family’s scandal made selling them difficult, and they fetched little money. Those days of anxiety and sleepless nights left her with an indelible mark of hardship.

Upon hearing this, Xin An stood and curtsied deeply. “With Grandmother and Mother here, I feel at ease. Thank you, Grandmother. Thank you, Mother.”

As soon as the matriarch and Madame Wang departed, the jewelry was delivered. The sight of the dazzling headpieces made Tang Mo click his tongue in amusement. “I remember these ended up with you before, but you couldn’t hold onto them.”

Picking up a bird-shaped hairpin, Xin An sighed. “When the household was raided, we couldn’t take anything with us. Who knows whose hands this ended up in?”

Ignoring Tang Mo’s probing gaze, she called for Chunyang to help her dress. The maid, still teary-eyed, avoided speaking in Tang Mo’s presence.

“What should the young lady wear today?” Chunyang asked tentatively, hoping this marriage might still unravel.

“I’m newly married, so something festive to match the jewelry,” Xin An replied.

As a child, Xin An had always worn the finest clothes and brightest jewels, enjoying lively and colorful occasions. To please Tang Rong, however, she had dressed plainly, like a nun. Now, she detested such attire.

“Take all those drab, plain clothes out of my trunk and give them away. I don’t care what you do with them, but I don’t want to see them again.”

Seeing her so composed, the old servant Wang smiled approvingly. “I’ve always said, the second young mistress is too beautiful for such drab clothes. The master worked so hard to give you the best—fine silks and dazzling jewels.”

“In the capital, married ladies dress in vibrant colors, competing for attention. It’s a feast for the eyes.”

Tears welled in Xin An’s eyes. Her father had worked tirelessly to provide for her, not to have her sacrifice everything for Tang Rong’s ambitions.

“I was wrong before,” she murmured. “But this marriage is settled. From now on, I am the second young mistress of the Marquis’s household. Go pay your respects to the second young master.”

Tang Mo raised an eyebrow. Was she planning to cling to him?

Then again, with her scheming nature and eagerness to claim everything in sight, perhaps they were a match. At least she was better than the ungrateful Tao Yiran.

The servant Wang led the Xin family staff to pay respects to Tang Mo. Generously, he gave each a reward of twelve taels of silver for good fortune.

Not to be outdone, Xin An followed suit, gifting the household staff the same amount.

The twelve taels—a year’s salary—left everyone overjoyed. Their enthusiastic gratitude filled the courtyard with laughter, lifting Xin An’s spirits.

Her generosity delighted the servants, earning smiles and thanks without a single murmur of disdain for her as vulgar or money-obsessed.

The joyous sounds from the Autumn Harvest Courtyard drifted over the wall to the Spring Blossom Courtyard, where Tang Rong, unaware of the situation, remained in the bedroom pouring his heart out to Tao Yiran.

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“You must have wanted to kill me for a long time. Well, you got your wish. But you know what? Up close, you’re actually three times more handsome than Tang Rong. With such good looks, it’s surprising Tao Yiran didn’t cling to you every day, refusing to let you leave the house. Instead, you always had that dissatisfied look, glaring at everyone as if you were better than them. Truly, a paragon of virtue.”

Tang Mo let go of her hand, a peculiar look flashing in his eyes. His face now carried an amused expression. “You’re not wrong. Up close, you do have a certain charm. Clearly born with the face of a temptress, yet you used to dress like a mourning nun. My dear elder brother, so self-restrained—one wonders if he was just as restrained in bed.”

Xin An rubbed her wrist where he had grabbed it. “You and I are cut from the same cloth. Who’s really better than whom?”

She let her hair down and washed her face with cold water, calming the restless storm inside. Walking gracefully to the bed, she had barely sat down before Tang Mo snapped, “Don’t tell me you’re planning to sleep on the bed?”

“And you don’t think about your own status? Oh, that’s right, I was already angered to death by you. My noble, self-effacing brother-in-law, who outwardly claims not to compete for anything, must hate you by now. Without me, how can he showcase his virtues? Has he been cursing you for being such a ruthless and calculating woman? Why bother?”

She ignored him and flopped onto the bed, removing her outer garments and shoes as if he weren’t there. Sliding further in, she patted the empty space beside her. “I’m not in the mood to argue today. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in ages. You’re lucky to have died early and didn’t have to endure the Tang household being raided. Those days were unbearable.”

Closing her eyes, she exhaled deeply, then added as if stating a fact, “Remember this: I didn’t kill you. You painstakingly schemed to snatch the countryside manor from me, only for your kind-hearted wife to immediately hand it over to your elder brother. You were so furious that you drank heavily, lost your footing, and fell into the lotus pond. After swallowing muddy water, you died within two days.”

“If you’ve forgotten how you died, don’t worry. I’ll remind you every time. No need to thank me.”

Hearing about the raid on the Tang household, Tang Mo frowned but quickly adopted a nonchalant attitude. He walked to the bedside, raised an eyebrow, and questioned, “If I died so early, didn’t they bury anything valuable with me? When you fell into poverty later, didn’t you think of digging me up?”

This woman was ruthless enough to do such a thing.

Xin An opened her eyes, her face full of regret. “Why didn’t I think of that? Your mother certainly buried you with plenty of treasures. Ah, what a missed opportunity.”

Seeing that she seemed genuinely considering the idea, Tang Mo was so angry he nearly choked. In a huff, he kicked off his shoes and lay down beside her without another word. Soon, the sound of Xin An’s steady breathing filled the room.

Just as he was drifting off, he was startled awake by Xin An’s restless movements and muttering. Turning to look, he saw her face contorted in pain as she mumbled incoherently, laughing and crying. If he weren’t somewhat worldly, he might have been genuinely scared.

In her dream, Xin An was back in that snowy scene, setting fire to Tang Rong and Tao Yiran’s mother-and-son duo. She laughed as she burned them, but the laughter turned into uncontrollable sobbing. The sorrow overwhelmed her, as if only an endless flood of tears could release the pain in her soul.

Tang Mo didn’t wake her. Instead, he watched her carefully, trying to piece together what might have happened after his death. How could the Tang household, after losing its military power, commit a crime serious enough to be raided? Could his cowardly father have rebelled?

As Xin An’s sobs soaked her pillow, Tang Mo finally gave her a shove. “Wake up.”

“Wake up already. Crying and wailing like a ghost—people will think I’ve done something to you.”

Xin An slowly regained consciousness, her head throbbing. After confirming that she was still young, she exhaled in relief. Tang Mo had many questions, but Xin An gave him no chance to ask. She turned her back to him and closed her eyes, chaos filling her mind once more.

The next morning, before dawn broke, there was knocking at the door. The two lay back-to-back, neither bothering to move. Restless thoughts had kept them up late, and now they were deep in sleep, each assuming no one would dare disturb them.

The knocking was accompanied by Spring Sun’s voice, persistent and insistent. Xin An, annoyed, gave Tang Mo a kick. “Come up with an excuse.”

Roused with a heavy dose of morning grumpiness, Tang Mo bellowed toward the door, “Get lost!”

The knocking ceased immediately. Xin An closed her eyes, intent on staying awake for a moment but soon fell asleep again. During the household’s downfall, she had barely slept a wink. Even though she was back in time, her fatigue clung to her like a shadow, making it impossible to wake fully.

Outside, maids and matrons were growing frantic. Unaware of the gravity of the situation, they assumed the “second young master and second young mistress” were already in the front hall for the morning tea ceremony. Worried that the “eldest young master and his wife” hadn’t woken yet, they hovered nervously.

“Young people are so full of energy. Don’t they know when to take it easy?” one muttered, about to knock again when hurried footsteps approached. It was Madame Wang’s trusted nanny, her face grave. After a hushed exchange, everyone fell silent, hands over their mouths. One of the older matrons swayed as if about to faint. “This…”

“How could this happen?”

The truth dawned painfully—across the way were the eldest young master and the original second young mistress. In this room lay the second young master and the original eldest young mistress.

At that same moment, in the front hall, Tang Rong knelt before the family elders. “I drank too much last night, couldn’t recognize anyone, and muddled through the wedding night. I’ve wronged my second brother, but what’s done is done. I must take responsibility for Tao Yiran.”

The Marquis of Weiyuan, Tang Gang, looked livid. Too drunk to recognize his bride? Nonsense. Tang Rong and Tao Yiran had both “drunk too much”?

Looking at the son he had once been so proud of, Tang Gang’s eyes filled with disappointment. If Tang Rong had noticed and immediately spoken up, the brides could have been quietly swapped back, and the matter resolved without incident. Now, the looming scandal made Tang Gang’s face grow even darker.

Before arranging the marriages, Tang Gang had personally asked his son who he preferred. If Tang Rong had expressed his desire to marry Tao Yiran, as his father, Tang Gang would have facilitated it. But Tang Rong had simply said, “I will follow my parents’ wishes.”

“Parents’ wishes,” indeed.

Madame Wang, ever the picture of a caring mother, shed tears of self-reproach before kneeling. “Old Madame, Old Master, this cannot be entirely blamed on the eldest young master. It was my oversight in arranging things. But what’s done is done. For the sake of all three families’ reputations, we must let it stand. I’ll bring generous gifts to the Tao and Xin families to ensure their agreement. With everyone on the same page, any rumors will quickly fade.”

The old matriarch was already seething, disappointed in her grandson and displeased with her daughter-in-law. “Go check on the second young master and see what’s going on.”

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She remembered vividly—Tang Rong had literally enraged her to death. In her final moments, she had regretted not dragging him down with her. So how was she back in a bridal sedan?

“The bride from the Xin family has arrived.”

“The bride from the Tao family has also arrived.”

The cheerful chatter and teasing voices pierced through the sedan, assaulting her already overwhelmed mind. Suddenly, the sedan came to a stop, and the lively voice of the matchmaker resounded, “Please, eldest young master, kick the sedan door.”

A wave of memories surged, vivid and relentless. This was the day she had married into the Tang family. Back then, she had come with a heart full of love, only to leave covered in shame. Past events flashed through her mind like a spinning lantern. She couldn’t hear the commotion outside, nor could she feel the sedan door being kicked open. She didn’t even see the hand extended to help her out.

She had returned—to the day she married Tang Rong.

But how could she marry him again?

Tang Rong was the meticulously nurtured son of the Marquis of Weiyuan’s household after they abandoned martial pursuits for literary refinement. The world praised him as disciplined, self-restrained, noble, and untainted by worldly matters—a man as pure as the bright moon in the sky. She had fallen for him at first sight. Later, when the Tang family proposed marriage, she had been overjoyed.

After marriage, she sympathized with his motherless childhood and raged at the unfair treatment he received from his stepmother. Whatever he wanted, she fought for it on his behalf.

All that talk of self-restraint and purity? It was nothing more than him building a reputation off her efforts.

She had wasted her life on Tang Rong, only to end up with a reputation as a scheming, petty, and harsh woman.

The bride’s delay in leaving the sedan prompted the matchmaker to speak more auspicious words. Amid the laughter, Xin An snapped back to reality and slowly raised her hand, allowing Tang Rong to help her out. The sedan had already arrived at the Tang family’s gates. This marriage was something she could neither escape nor afford to avoid.

Opposite her sedan was another bridal sedan. Tang Rong, the legitimate eldest son, and Tang Mo, the second son from the stepmother, were getting married on the same day. Neither brother seemed particularly joyful as they exchanged polite nods before heading inside.

Time overlapped eerily with her past life as Xin An performed the wedding rites mechanically. Soon after, she was escorted by the matchmaker and a group of maids and matrons to the inner courtyard.

The lady of the Marquis of Weiyuan’s household, Wang She, was a calculating and shrewd woman. She didn’t like her son marrying Tao Yiran, a woman known only for her arts and melancholic tunes. Using the excuse that Tang Mo’s courtyard had poor lighting, she swapped the courtyards to switch the brides.

In her previous life,Xin An had caught wind of this plot and spoken up at the critical moment, ensuring her rightful place as Tang Rong’s wife. She had spoken up at the crossroads and married Tang Rong successfully. Today, however, she walked straight in without hesitation.

In truth, Tang Mo hadn’t liked her in her previous life either. Like his mother, he was fiercely ambitious, constantly clashing with Xin An due to their conflicting interests. Despite their mutual disdain, Xin An had envied Tang Mo’s wife, Tao Yiran. Tang Mo fought for what he wanted, never letting Tao Yiran worry about a thing.

It felt like a cruel joke from the heavens.Tao Yiran, famed for her beauty and talent, shared Tang Rong’s aloofness and detested Tang Mo’s worldly pragmatism. She couldn’t stand Tang Mo’s cunning nature and often handed back what he had fought so hard to claim. Every time this happened, Tang Mo was furious.

Sitting on the edge of the bridal bed, Xin An tuned out the chatter around her. Alone under the bridal veil, she finally had a moment to process everything. The situation was surreal, like a vivid dream. And yet, it felt undeniably real.

She didn’t regret her sacrifices for Tang Rong. After all, she had given willingly. But Tang Rong’s cold-heartedness in the end was unforgivable.

Feeling the delicate texture beneath her fingers, she looked down at her pale, smooth hands and felt a surge of joy. What woman, after experiencing the decay of age, could refuse returning to her youthful seventeen-year-old self?

She had truly returned.

After what felt like an eternity, a pair of black boots entered her limited field of view beneath the veil. When it was lifted, revealing Tang Mo’s face, she was neither surprised nor flustered. It was her pretense of nervousness that came across as amusingly awkward.

Tang Mo’s sharp gaze betrayed his disdain. He scoffed inwardly. This woman had been a thorn in his side since she married into the Tang family, always treating him as if he were a thief. If it weren’t for her constant meddling, his path would have been smooth, and he would have achieved greatness!

His silence and piercing stare made Xin An smirk knowingly. She tested the waters. “You came back too?”

“Mm.”

Xin An stood up, yanked off her bridal veil, and tossed it aside with a derisive chuckle. In their previous life, they had been uncle and niece-in-law—antagonistic to the bitter end. Now, fate had bound them as husband and wife, each privy to the other’s past. Heaven was playing a colossal joke.

“And Tang Rong?” she probed.

“He didn’t,” Tang Mo confirmed.

Xin An frowned slightly. “By now, he should’ve realized the bride was switched. Why hasn’t he come to rectify this?”

Tang Mo sneered. “The old man sees value in the Xin family. The Tao family, however, sees no such advantage. Between you, the daughter of a salt merchant, and a fourth-rank official’s daughter, who do you think they’d prefer? They’d seize the opportunity to make this marriage final and claim they were too drunk to notice.”

“Convenient excuse,” Xin An muttered wryly. “You’re quite the strategist, coming up with excuses for him. Why don’t you go claim her? You might still make it in time.”

She began tidying the bridal bed, her tone biting. Tang Mo, annoyed, retorted, “The man you devoted your life to is probably tangled in another woman’s arms right now. Doesn’t that sting? Aren’t you going to raise a fuss?”

“And you?” she shot back. “The woman you treasured most is likely moaning under another man. Aren’t you the same as a cuckolded fool?”

Tang Mo’s anger flared. He grabbed her wrist and growled, “Say another word, and I’ll kill you right now and claim you couldn’t bear the shame.”

“Oh? And what excuse will you use? ‘Too drunk to remember anything’?” Xin An quipped with a smirk, her expression defiant.

For a moment, Tang Mo faltered, entranced by her beauty. It struck him—how had he never noticed that this woman, once an irritating shrew, possessed the allure of a femme fatale?

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In a world that constantly demands more from us, self-care is often seen as a luxury rather than a necessity. But taking the time to nurture your physical, emotional, and mental health isn’t just about feeling good – it’s about creating a solid foundation for growth, resilience, and fulfillment.

What Does Self-Care Really Mean?

Self-care is not a one-size-fits-all concept. It can be as simple as setting boundaries, taking a break when needed, or finding joy in everyday rituals. Here are a few ways to embrace self-care:

• Physical Care: Move your body, rest when you’re tired, and nourish yourself with foods that energize you.
• Emotional Care: Allow yourself to feel your emotions without judgment. Journaling, therapy, or talking to a trusted friend can be powerful tools.
• Mental Care: Protect your peace by reducing unnecessary stress. Say “no” when needed and give yourself permission to prioritize what matters.

Growth Is a Journey, Not a Destination

Personal growth doesn’t happen overnight. It’s a process of learning, unlearning, and evolving at your own pace. Here are some practices to support your journey:

• Set Intentions: Start small by setting daily or weekly goals that align with your values.
• Reflect Often: Take time to evaluate what’s working in your life and what’s holding you back.
• Learn Continuously: Growth thrives on curiosity. Read, listen, and explore ideas that challenge and inspire you.

Self-Care + Growth: The Perfect Partnership

When self-care and growth come together, you create a life that feels aligned and intentional. By prioritizing yourself, you’re not just recharging your energy – you’re building the capacity to reach your full potential.

Remember: Growth isn’t about perfection; it’s about progress. Self-care isn’t selfish; it’s necessary.

What to Expect in This Space

In the Self-Care & Growth category, you’ll find:

• Tips for creating meaningful self-care routines.
• Strategies to overcome challenges and embrace change.
• Insights into building habits that support long-term growth.
• Encouragement for celebrating your wins, big and small.

Welcome to a space where you can prioritize yourself, explore your potential, and create a life that feels as good as it looks.

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