After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

Ding Peilan looked just like she did in her previous life, with a delicate and pretty face, like a girl from a modest family.

Her appearance was not outstanding; her eyebrows and eyes were pale and not particularly bright, making her merely an average-looking person. Moreover, she was not tall, and at first glance, she was thin and small, unremarkable, and hard to leave any impression.

But her strength lay in her good personality; she always had a smile on her face, radiating joy and making people feel close to her. Crucially, she was not only warm-hearted but also extremely capable, hardworking, and efficient. Therefore, she was very popular within aristocratic circles.

Therefore, despite her humble family background, she was frequently invited to banquets and gatherings in Kyoto. It could be said that she was quite well-connected in Kyoto's elite social circles.

Gan Cai'er and Ding Peilan met on the stone path outside the Sutra Pavilion. Ding Peilan had been waiting there for almost half an hour, her intention being to persuade Gan Cai'er not to disturb Zhuge Yunzhi.

However, Gan Cai'er waved the small bronze token in her hand at her and said, "Miss Ding, why don't we go listen to Master Fanjing's sermon together?"

Ding Peilan was completely unable to resist such temptation. So, she followed Gan Cai'er into the library.

Gan Cai'er thus successfully met Ding Peilan.

When they parted, she took out the largest gold hairpin from her hair and gave it to Ding Peilan as a small gift. She clearly saw the light in Ding Peilan's eyes when he accepted the hairpin.

After that, Gan Cai'er would occasionally invite Ding Peilan out shopping. She always said that she was not familiar with Kyoto and wanted Ding Peilan to show her around.

Ding Peilan was indeed very enthusiastic, taking Gan Cai'er to various places in Kyoto. Today they went to the bustling East Market, tomorrow to famous historical sites, and the day after to see the mountain scenery and lake views.

Whenever they go out, Gan Cai'er always gives her one or two pieces of jewelry, which she never hesitates to accept.

In just over ten days, Gan Cai'er's jewelry box was already more than half empty.

Xiao Hong was quite indignant about this: "Miss, why do you always have to give Miss Ding things?"

Gan Cai'er suddenly asked, "Xiao Hong, have you ever seen a pig slaughtered for the New Year in town?"

Xiao Hong, puzzled, nodded and said, "Of course I've seen it."

Gan Cai'er smiled and said, "That's why pigs need to be fattened up before they can be slaughtered."

Xiao Hong suddenly realized: "This Miss Ding, was she also the one who bullied Miss in a past life?"

Gan Cai'er snorted coldly: "You've bullied me more than just a little bit!"

"Then why did you give her pure gold jewelry? You could have just bought some replicas in Dongcheng Guxiang," Xiaohong said with heartache.

"Oh, you little money-grubber," Gan Cai'er teased with a laugh, patting Xiao Hong's shoulder. "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

"Don't worry, your young lady won't suffer this loss."

Time flies, and before we know it, the winter solstice is almost here.

As the year draws to a close, every household in the capital becomes increasingly busy. The custom of the Great Yong Dynasty is that before the winter solstice, colleagues and friends visit each other to exchange New Year's greetings, while after the winter solstice, family and relatives visit each other in various ways.

Therefore, in the lead-up to the winter solstice, Kyoto sees a surge in various gatherings and banquets.

That day, after Gan Cai'er and Ding Peilan came out of Foguang Temple, she leaned against the carriage window with a lonely look on her face and didn't say much.

"Mrs. Lan, what's wrong?" Ding Peilan asked with concern.

“Lately, I see that everywhere is bustling and lively, but I’m all alone and have nowhere to go…” Gan Cai’er said with a droopy face.

"Oh dear, I thought it was something serious." Ding Peilan laughed.

"You've only been in the capital for a short time since you came from Danzhou. Once you've been here longer and know more people, you'll be overwhelmed with all the people you meet."

"By the way, Miss Zhao from the family of the Vice Minister of Rites is going to hold a poetry club the day after tomorrow. Since you're feeling bored, why don't you come with me to check it out?"

"But I'm not good with writing, how would I know how to write poetry? I don't want to embarrass myself in public," Gan Cai'er said, declining the offer.

"Don't worry, I'm here. I'll write one or two poems for you when the time comes," Ding Peilan assured, patting her chest.

"Besides, it's mainly an opportunity for everyone to get together and chat. It's not about who writes well or not."

In her past life, Gan Cai'er attended this poetry gathering, and her poem was indeed written with the help of Ding Peilan. She was very grateful for this and even gave her a beautiful jade pendant.

Thinking of that valuable jade pendant, Gan Cai'er felt a pang of heartache. Perhaps she should just do as Xiao Hong suggested and buy a fake one in Dongcheng Guxiang.

But the thought vanished in an instant. Those who grew up in aristocratic circles are all shrewd and perceptive; they can spot the real from the fake at a glance.

But Ding Peilan is truly unworthy of that jade pendant!

So, in the evening, Gan Cai'er knocked on the door of Lan Tingzhou's study.

"Write a few poems for me, the theme of which is snow."

"It doesn't need to be written too well, it should be simple and easy to remember."