My stepsister tried to steal the prince's hand in marriage, but little did she know I had been

Before dawn, the Duke of Wen's mansion was already bustling with activity.

Today is Wen Shuyao's wedding day, but there are people who care more about this wedding than she does.

Wen Yitong didn't sleep all night. Looking at the faintly bright sky, her heart was in turmoil. She couldn't put her mind at ease and waited outside Madam Wen's courtyard early in the morning.

"Are you afraid that Wen Shuyao won't know that today's events are related to you?"

Madam Wen was both worried that Wen Yitong might catch a cold while outside and angry at her for not thinking things through. As soon as Lin Mama brought Wen Yitong in, she immediately started scolding her.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yitong pouted and said, "Mother, I really can't rest easy."

Her eyes were full of expectation, and no matter how much Madam Wen scolded her, she stared at Madam Wen with that same look.

Finally, Madam Wen sighed helplessly: "I must have owed you something in my past life! Don't worry, the matter has already been taken care of. Just this morning, the urgent military intelligence was presented to His Majesty."

"News has come from the palace." Lady Wen paused before continuing under Wen Yitong's urgent gaze, "His Majesty has ordered Prince Jing to depart for Yanzhou today to fight against the Northern Di."

Upon hearing these words, Wen Yitong felt the gloom that had been troubling her heart vanish.

She clenched her fist with joy and murmured, "She's finally got this day!"

What made her lose face in her past life was that Xie Jinghan left the capital on the night of their wedding to handle military affairs in Yanzhou.

When she went out, everyone looked at her with mocking eyes, making her feel extremely ashamed.

This time, Wen Shuyao won't even be able to perform the proper etiquette; her fate will only be worse than mine!

As Wen Yitong thought this, the smile on her face became genuine.

"Your plan is quite good," Madam Wen praised. "You usually act rashly, but I never expected you to come up with such a clever idea. Your aunt even praised you for it."

Hearing this, Wen Yitong smiled and said, "This is just what I came up with after calming down and thinking it over carefully. It is still far inferior to what you and my aunt have come up with. After all, I only put forward a plan. It is you and my aunt who actually carried out the plan."

Her poise and grace left Madam Wen somewhat bewildered.

Ever since Wen Yitong fell into the water, her personality has changed drastically. Sometimes she even wonders if the person in front of her is not her daughter.

Fortunately, God had eyes, and her daughter finally returned to normal, showing some of the grace she had personally raised.

Overjoyed, Madam Wen patted her shoulder and said, "Tong'er, I know you are shrewd, but... I do everything for you. If you have any problems, you must tell me everything."

"That Chen Che..."

When Chen Che was mentioned, Wen Yitong could not hide her disgust.

"Why would Mother bring him up on such a joyous day?"

Thinking of this, she tried to calm herself down.

Under Madam Wen's worried gaze, he slowly replied, "Don't worry, once today's matter is resolved, I will find a way to mend our relationship."

Ultimately, she would still need Chen Che to become a first-rank imperial consort, so she naturally wouldn't want to jeopardize her future glory. However, what she was more eager to see now was Wen Shuyao's miserable state.

Thinking of this, she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

“Mother, I want to go and see Wen Shuyao.”

Her eyes were full of schadenfreude, and Madam Wen waved her hand helplessly: "You! If you want to go see, then go. The servants in the manor will not stop you."

"Thank you, Mother!" Wen Yitong was so happy that she was practically floating on air.

Thinking back on Wen Shuyao's previous behavior, Madam Wen felt she had finally gotten her revenge and was surrounded by her trusted confidants. She made no attempt to hide her joy and beamed with happiness.

Seeing the identical smiles on the mother and daughter's faces, Granny Lin felt a little uneasy.

……

"Miss! Something terrible has happened!"

The magpie excitedly walked out of the courtyard gate, but then ran back in a panic.

She closed the door, her heart pounding. Under Wen Shuyao's questioning gaze, she gasped for breath and exclaimed in terror, "Everyone in the manor is saying that the Prince is leading his troops to Yanzhou today!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuyao frowned.

Heading to Yanzhou? Could it be related to the Northern Di invasion?

Seeing that Wen Shuyao didn't speak, Magpie assumed she was heartbroken and muttered, "What imperial decree? How can they abandon you? This is your wedding day with the prince! If the prince just leaves you like this, won't you become the laughingstock of the entire capital?"

These nobles in the capital are all opportunistic. It's true that Xie Jinghan led the troops into battle for the sake of the country, but they only admire Xie Jinghan. As for Wen Shuyao, who was innocently implicated, they only gloat and sneer.

Xie Jinghan led his troops away before the ceremony was even over, which shows Wen Shuyao's importance to him.

The magpie's eyes reddened with anger, and she cried out, "Miss! Why are you so unlucky? You were just about to live a good life!"

"I haven't even cried yet, why are you crying?" Wen Shuyao smiled helplessly when she saw tears glistening in her eyes. "It's nothing."

"This is no small matter!" Magpie stood up excitedly. "After today, the whole capital will laugh at you for being a discarded wife! You know what those people are saying, right? Especially since we still have that poisonous woman in our household!"

"Don't worry." Wen Shuyao patted her shoulder, her tone extremely calm. "This is all temporary."

Something similar happened in my past life, but the person involved was Wen Yitong.

She had heard many people mock Wen Yitong, but would they dare to disrespect her to her face? In the end, no matter what happened on the wedding day, as long as her name, Wen Shuyao, was on the royal family genealogy, she would be the Princess Consort of Jing.

No matter how much these people ridiculed her behind her back, they still had to bow to her with utmost respect when they were in her presence.

No one can have all the advantages.

This time, she gained far more benefits from marriage than she had in her previous life.

Seeing Wen Shuyao so calm, Magpie's tears clung to her face: "Miss, do you really not care at all?"

“Of course.” Wen Shuyao nodded. “I don’t care about these empty titles.”

Her marriage to Xie Jinghan was originally a mutually beneficial arrangement.

A soft snort came from outside the door.

Wen Shuyao's face turned cold as she looked at the newcomer.

Wen Yitong swaggered in, as if she were in an empty house.

"Even now, you're still being stubborn?"

Her eyes were full of mockery towards Wen Shuyao; she looked like a triumphant winner.

Wen Shuyao was all too familiar with that look in her eyes.

However, just as Wen Shuyao was about to speak, a servant rushed in looking flustered.

"Young Miss... His Highness... His Highness..."

The servant was out of breath, his face turning red.