May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

In the warm spring of March, willow catkins drift in the wind.

In the bright and airy bedroom of the Marquis's mansion, the woman on the bed was pale, her brows furrowed, and her forehead covered with a fine layer of cold sweat, as if she were trapped in a terrible nightmare.

"You shameless woman! How dare you have an affair behind my back?"

"Heh, those wild men were personally found by Father. How was the experience? Was Mother well taken care of?"

The adopted son, whom she had raised and treated as her own, grinned, his face contorted with a terrifying ferocity, a stark contrast to his usual submissive demeanor.

Do you know how much I've hated you for the past twenty years?

"If it weren't for you, I would be living a carefree life! Instead of being stuck in this mess, unable to control my own destiny!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have married Princess Anle long ago and enjoyed the beauty of the land with her! What's so great about that so-called daughter of a duke? Even if her family is powerful, can it compare to true love?!"

"Power and glory are nothing but dust! So what if I am second only to the emperor! This is not the life I want!"

"I've become like this because of you! It's all because of you!"

"--I kill you!"

Wen Yuanshu's breathing became increasingly rapid. At one moment, she suddenly stood up, finally escaping from that nightmare.

She touched her neck with trembling hands.

The pain from the white silk ribbon around my neck seemed to linger.

As her vision gradually cleared, Wen Yuanshu looked at the familiar furnishings before her, still somewhat shaken.

here……

This is... her bedroom in the Marquis's mansion?

But wasn't she falsely accused of adultery and sent to the back mountains after her maternal clan was wiped out, only to be strangled to death by the adopted son she herself had raised?

She looked around, then looked down at her hands.

Her fingers were slender, and her palms were fair and smooth, clearly showing that she had taken good care of them. Unlike in her previous life, when she did too much rough and tiring work, her fingers were swollen like radishes, and her palms were covered with calluses.

Tears blurred her vision, and she covered her face with her hands, sobs mingling with tears that escaped through her fingers.

She has come back!

"Madam, are you alright?" Chunhua finally rushed in, her face full of worry and a hint of anger that hadn't yet dissipated.

Upon hearing this voice, Wen Yuanshu suddenly turned her head to look at the person who had come.

It was her spring blossom!

Chunhua was her dowry maid, who was extremely loyal to her. When her maternal clan was wiped out and the Marquis's mansion first tried to harm her, she stood in front of her, but was dragged out and violated, and finally died naked in a dark alley...

When Chunhua approached, she saw that Wen Yuanshu was in tears. She immediately forgot her anger and quickly reached out to pull her into her arms: "Madam, what's wrong? Who bullied you?!"

Wen Yuanshu hugged her, crying so hard she could barely breathe, and it took her a long time to calm down.

She wiped away her tears and said, "I...I'm fine. I just had a nightmare."

Hearing this, Chunhua felt both sorry for her and wanted to laugh: "Madam, why have you become so timid since you left home?"

Hearing her words, Wen Yuanshu couldn't help but burst into laughter through her tears.

She took the handkerchief from Chunhua's hand, calmed down for a moment, and asked, "What's going on outside?"

Chunhua's face stiffened, then she looked annoyed: "It's all because of that old lady! She said you've been married for two years and still have no children, and she brought up the matter of adopting a child again!"

Can you blame Wen Yuanshu for not being able to have children?

Marquis Anyuan doesn't come even once a year. If Wen Yuanshu is really pregnant, then that would be a big problem!

Chunhua felt truly aggrieved for Wen Yuanshu: "I don't know what's wrong with the old lady. She's been sending people over every day for the past two days, like she's on a death knell. It's so annoying!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Wen Yuanshu's eyes.

At this time in her previous life, she was forced by the old lady and Pei Zeyu to acknowledge a child.

The old lady only said that the child was a member of the Pei family, but in reality, he was born to Pei Zeyu and his cousin. In her previous life, she treated the child as her own, taught him with care, and even put aside her pride to find famous teachers to teach him.

Although Wen Yuanshu came from a family of military generals, Wen Heng was a close friend of a great Confucian scholar. So she personally invited him over. Later, she devoted herself to planning the future for the boy and helped him marry the highly sought-after daughter of a duke, thus setting him on a smooth path.

Unexpectedly, he hated her to the core, and even personally strangled her with a white silk ribbon...

Wen Yuanshu took a deep breath, pulling herself out of the suffocating abyss.

"That Zhang Mama is one of the old lady's confidantes, yet she's so shameless! We've chased her away several times, but she won't leave!"

"Help me change my clothes," Wen Yuanshu said.

In her past life, she also refused and tried every means to delay, but in the end, didn't the child still end up in her own hands?

Since the child is going to come to her no matter what, then let him come.

She dares to raise him, but she doesn't know if the old lady and Marquis Anyuan dare to feel at ease.

Although Chunhua did not understand Wen Yuanshu's meaning, she had no choice but to follow orders.

Chunhua quickly styled her hair into a bun, muttering to herself, "Madam, why don't I go home for a visit? The General can't bear to see you suffer any injustice, Miss. So what if it's the Marquis's mansion? The General will definitely stand up for you!"

Wen Yuanshu looked helplessly at Chunhua's reflection in the mirror: "I'm a married daughter now, how can I rely on my maternal family for everything?"

"But……"

"Alright," Wen Yuanshu interrupted her, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Having been given a second chance at life, she would not repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Wen Yuanshu was momentarily dazed.

The woman had thick, black hair, flawless, porcelain-white skin, eyebrows that resembled distant mountains without being painted, and lips that were as red as cinnabar without being touched up. Her beauty was unparalleled.

She herself may not have seen such a youthful appearance in many years.

Wen Yuanshu took a deep breath: "Let's go."

Go and meet that old lady.

With that, Wen Yuanshu turned and left.

Chunhua quickly followed.

Wen Yuanshu lived in the main courtyard, named Xiangshou Courtyard, which was not far from the old lady's Songshou Courtyard, just a short distance away.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard a sweet and cloying voice coming from inside: "Aunt, cousin, cousin's wife still doesn't want to. What should we do?"

"Don't worry, Jiaojiao," the old lady's voice was unusually kind, "You've already suffered so much over the years, your aunt will never let your child suffer again!"

"aunt……"

“Yes, Jiaojiao, with her mother in charge, Wen Yuanshu has no choice but to agree,” Pei Zeyu’s voice was gentle and touching, with a comforting tone. “Don’t worry, at worst, I’ll go over tonight and make sure it gets done.”

"Cousin, you've really been wronged..." Xie Qianjiao was deeply moved. "For our sincere friendship, you've made such a sacrifice. It truly breaks my heart..."

"Jiaojiao..."