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

The joke about the Duke of Wen's mansion spread throughout the city overnight.

But Wen Yitong didn't care at all.

She was waiting for news, news sent from the border.

On the second day of her marriage, as soon as she woke up in the morning, she sent someone to wake up the drunken Chen Che, while sending Ruyi to gather information outside the city.

If she remembered correctly, an urgent report from the border should have arrived today.

Madam Chen deeply resented Madam Wen, but seeing how much Wen Yitong cared about Chen Che's studies, her dissatisfaction dissipated considerably.

"Although her mother was a scoundrel, at least she was wholeheartedly devoted to Che'er."

The old woman standing to the side nodded repeatedly.

But Chen Che thought it was not like that at all.

Chen Che always harbored resentment about marrying Wen Yitong.

When he woke up from his drunken stupor and saw Wen Yitong's face, which resembled that of an old scholar from a traditional academy, he felt utterly disgusted.

So he shoved Wen Yitong aside and staggered outside.

"Mind your own business." He sneered. "Don't think that just because we're married, you can interfere in my affairs."

"A woman should obey her husband at home!" he said viciously. "If you continue to boss me around, I will divorce you immediately!"

Wen Yitong's chest heaved with anger as she stared at Chen Che for a long time.

After a moment, she finally calmed herself down and said in a low voice, "The imperial examination is just around the corner, my husband should focus more on his studies."

"Once you win the third-place prize, I will not stop you from having fun."

Upon hearing this, Chen Che disregarded Wen Yitong's unpleasant expression and sneered, "Third place in the imperial examination? I think you've gone mad!"

"If the title of Tan Hua (third-place scholar) could be obtained so easily, why would there be white-haired scholars still taking the imperial examinations?"

When Chen Che mentioned this, a sudden inspiration struck him. He stared coldly at Wen Yitong and asked, "What? Do you regret marrying me?"

"Do you think that only if I become the third-ranked scholar can I be considered equal to Prince Jing? Only then can you surpass your sister?"

Chen Che hit the nail on the head. As he watched Wen Yitong's face turn ashen, his heart also turned cold.

"If that's the case, why did you still marry me? And why did you go to such lengths?"

Chen Che's face was equally ashen. He had been so naive to think that Wen Yitong had truly taken a liking to him.

But judging from Wen Yitong's current appearance, she clearly doesn't fancy him.

If that's the case, why did you still marry him?

Chen Che was left with only this question in his mind. He stared intently at Wen Yitong, as if he wanted an answer.

But all he got in return was Wen Yitong's hurried departure.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Wen Yitong left in a hurry, her expression gradually becoming anxious.

"Still no news?"

Wen Yitong asked Ruyi beside her,

Just as Ruyi was about to shake her head, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking quickly towards her.

Upon seeing the figure, she was overjoyed: "Miss, a letter has arrived!"

Wen Yitong immediately stepped forward: "Any news from the border?"

The messenger nodded quickly: "Yes! There's news from the border!"

Wen Yitong asked excitedly, "Is it related to Prince Jing?"

"Exactly!" the messenger replied quickly, "It's related to the border battle report."

The smile had barely appeared on Wen Yitong's face when the messenger announced, "We've won! A great victory at the border!"

In an instant, Wen Yitong's face darkened.

She stared coldly at the person who had entered: "Say that again?"

"The border... a great victory at the border..."

He didn't know why Wen Yitong had such an expression, but shouldn't they be happy about such a good thing? The Northern Barbarians had repeatedly invaded the border and harmed their innocent people. This time, they were able to defeat the Northern Barbarians again, which was a joyous day for the whole country!

But looking at Wen Yitong's expression, it seemed as if... she hoped the Northern Di would win.

How could such thoughts be... how could Wen Yitong possibly have them!

Although the Duke of Wen has taken up a sinecure, the title of Duke of Wen was earned by his ancestors on horseback.

How could someone from the Wen family have such a rebellious idea?

Wen Yitong's face was already pale and unpleasant to look at.

Ignoring the uneasy expressions of the two people beside her, she murmured, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

It shouldn't be like this!

In his dream, Xie Jinghan lost to the Northern Di, causing 50,000 soldiers to die on the border.

After this battle, Xie Jinghan's reputation plummeted.

Even the emperor mostly reprimanded him.

She was terrified when she heard what was happening in the court and fled back to the Duke of Wen's mansion that very day.

However, she wasn't entirely without feelings for Xie Jinghan. If Xie Jinghan were willing to back down and come to take her back, she would definitely be willing to return to the Jingwang Mansion.

who knew...

To everyone's surprise, Xie Jinghan didn't care where she went. She suffered countless scornful looks at the Duke of Wen's mansion and endured the sting of Wen Shuyao's halo, but she still didn't see Xie Jinghan.

She thought to herself, it's time for Wen Shuyao to experience all of this.

But reality dealt her a heavy blow.

Xie Jinghan actually won!

How could Xie Jinghan have won?

"Go and inquire again!" Wen Yitong refused to believe it. "See if there are any discrepancies!"

The messenger felt a wave of dizziness, but under Wen Yitong's cold gaze, he could only meekly agree.

"I will go and inquire right away."

He quickly left, fearing he might hear some more outrageous things from Wen Yitong.

After he left, Wen Yitong could no longer hold on. She leaned on Ruyi's hand and slumped down on the stone bench.

"How could this be?"

"It shouldn't be like this."

Wen Yitong muttered to herself, and seeing her like this, she looked up at the sky.

Ruyi always felt that Wen Yitong looked like she was possessed by a ghost.

Thinking of this, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Despite it being broad daylight and the sun blazing, she broke out in a cold sweat.

At that moment, Wen Yitong suddenly stood up and walked towards the study.

"Miss!" Ruyi guessed her purpose as soon as she saw her aggressive appearance.

—He's clearly going to find Chen Che again!

The two had just argued, so what good would going there again do besides making them hate each other more?

However, only one thought remained in Wen Yitong's mind.

Now that things have come to this, she has to make Chen Che the third-ranked scholar.

Only in this way can she feel at ease.

Ruyi watched as Wen Yitong strode into the study, followed by Wen Yitong's hysterical shout from inside: "What are you doing?"

"Chen Che! Today is our first day of marriage!"

Upon hearing this, Ruyi knew without even looking what had happened in the study.

The next moment, a disheveled maid stumbled out.

Inside the room, Chen Che's impatient voice came from inside: "She's just a maid, what's the big deal?"

The argument between the two inside grew louder and louder. Ruyi closed her eyes, anticipating that every day from now on would probably be just like today.