Blurb：
After her elder sister Margaret steals her fiancé the Emperor, the protagonist chooses not to fight but to pursue the powerful Regent instead. Reborn with the gift of fertility and life, she uncovers a web of betrayal involving her stepmother and sister, who falsely accused her of impurity. In this tale of revenge and royal intrigue, watch as she navigates past-life memories, childhood betrothal, and a second chance at love and power. Will she rewrite her destiny and claim the happiness stolen from her?
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The day my elder sister stole my fianc from me, I did not fight back.
Instead, I slipped past the maid guarding me and went straight to find my father.
She can have my fianc. Im marrying the Regent!
My father stared at me in shock.
Everyone knew the Regent was in charge, but rumors said he could not father a child and had a nasty temper.
What they did not know was that I was born under heavens favorblessed with the gift of life itself.
In my previous life, that blessing became my curse. My elder sister and stepmother smeared my name, claiming that my curves and easy fortune meant I had been defiled before marriage.
My fianc was disgusted and turned away from me. That was when my sister seized the chance to take my place.
Even on her wedding day, my sister was not at ease. She had me dragged away like a lowly servant and sent to a brothel, ordering the madam to torture me.
While I lay dying in the dark, she lived in the light, bearing children with my former fianc and enjoying a lifetime of happiness that should have been mine.
Now that I had been given another life, I refused to bow to fate again.
She might have stolen my fianc, but she could never take the blessing I was born with.
Chapter 1
I was dazed when my elder sister, Margarets voice came from above my head. Im going to marry your fianc. Arent you happy?
I lifted my head and looked at her. She was dressed in bright yellow, dazzling with wealth.
Only then did it hit meI had been reborn back to the day Margaret was getting married.
In my previous life, she asked me the same thing. I cried and begged to take back my identity. She shoved me into a foot tub with vicious force. This body of yours is so loose, it puts even the top courtesan of the House of Blossom to shame.
Look how much stouter you are compared to me. You were born to be used by every man who crosses your path! How could someone like you ever be worthy of being a queen?
I choked and swallowed mouthfuls of water, unable to say a word.
On her wedding day, the streets were lined with decorations for miles, while I was bound hand and foot and thrown into a brothel, forced to become the lowest of prostitutes.
I thought that if I could see the Emperor, my fianc since childhood, he would clear my name and bring me justice. However, he just sat on the throne with Margaret in his arms.
At that moment, all hope drained from me.
Since you love men so much, as your elder sister, Ill make sure you get your fill of them.
Margaret clapped her hands, and a group of beggars with wounds dripping pus dragged me out.
I felt myself falling into an endless abyss, too weak even to struggle. I was swallowed up by those foul-smelling beggars. My overwhelming hatred could only spill out as helpless screams.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to the night before her wedding. How could I not be happy about it?
I had been betrothed to the Emperor since childhood. We were practically childhood sweethearts.
He had always lusted after my figure, but at some point, his attitude toward me suddenly changed. He even looked at me with undisguised disgust whenever I complained about not having proper clothes.
After I thought it through carefully, it seemed to start after I took Margaret along to an appointment.
It was difficult for the royal family to bear children, and someone like me, born with a naturally fertile body, was one in a million.
My mother had warned me to hide my fortune, but who could have known that they would use that against me?
Margaret said I was too curvy, that I was born to be a slut.
From then on, the Emperor treated me worse and worse, watching me be tormented to death with indifference.
Now that I had been given a second life, I sure as hell was not going to make the same mistakes again.
Yes, of course, Im happy. Since my sister found a good marriage, how could I not be happy? I kept my head lowered and sounded meek.
She should hurry and marry him off. A jerk like him and a bitch like her should be bound together forever.
As I left her room, I overheard her sending a maid to fetch our stepmother, Elizabeth.
Once Elizabeth arrived, I knew I would be sold to the brothel.
I shook off the maid guarding me and went to find my father.
She can have my fianc. Im marrying the Regent! I blocked him in the long corridor.
The moment he heard the word ‘Regent’, my fathers face went pale. Do you know what youre saying?
You were able to climb up because your mother was close friends with the Empress Dowager. Your marriage was arranged. And now, you think you can dream of marrying the Regent?
Everyone knew the Regent was in charge, but rumors said he could not father a child.
Countless noblewomen had claimed to be blessed with fertility, and yet none of them got pregnant.
The Regent decreed that only the woman who bore his firstborn son could become his official wife. If he were to die without an heir, every concubine and servant would be buried with him. Others were afraid, but not me.
I was born with a gift for bearing children. What did I have to fear?
Father, I can make him marry me if you let me meet the Regent.
Once Margaret married into the royal palace, she would definitely find a way to get rid of me. I needed someone powerful to back me, and the Regent was the best choice.
Besides, I still had two lifetimes worth of scores to settle with her. I would not let her escape unpunished for what she did.
Chapter 2
When my father heard that I could get the Regent to marry me, he was suddenly overjoyed. This was the same man who had always claimed he never had a daughter as lowly as me.
I took advantage of Margarets wedding and met the Regent that very night. The Regent only shot me a glance before a flicker of interest sparked in his eyes.
You really are special. A rare smile appeared in the normally calm, unreadable eyes of the Regent.
I secretly let out a sneer. How could I not be special? My curves were fuller where they should be and finer compared to those of ordinary women.
Before I could say more, the Regent pushed me down onto the bed.
You can be my concubine, but the position of the official wife can only go to the mother of my firstborn son, he said.
As our breaths mingled, the terrifying memories of my past life came crashing over me like a tidal wave. I trembled, but a strange, captivating scent from the Regent cut through my fear, instantly calming me.
Boldly, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
What if I tell you I can get pregnant within three months? Will you marry me?
The Regents brows furrowed.
Your Highness, why dont we make a wager? Marry me, and if Im not pregnant within three months, youre free to leave me.
I was confident.
Leave you? If you fail to get pregnant in three months, Ill have your whole family buried with you. His gaze seemed to have the power to steal souls.
That same night, he proposed to me at Margarets wedding.
For a moment, my father was basking in unprecedented glory.
Two daughtersone a future empress, the other a future wife of the Regent. Even his colleagues who had once sneered at him suddenly changed their tune.
My father specially gave me Snowlit Garden because of this. It was the place my mother had lived previously.
After she died and Elizabeth came into the picture, I was pushed into the back rooms.
In my previous life, I stayed there until I died.
By court custom, after the empress wedding, palace matrons would come to instruct on court rituals.
A month later, the palace would hold the formal enfeoffment ceremony, with the timing adjusted as needed. Only then would the wedding be truly over.
Margaret was still living at home. Early that morning, she came to Snowlit Garden, eager to stir up trouble.
What does the Regent see in you? Did you pull a dirty trick? She circled me, putting on the full airs of an empress-to-be.
In my previous life, whenever she accused me of being promiscuous, I would rush to prove myself innocent. Every time I panicked and flailed, she would just smile lightly and tell me that was just how I was.
It made me even more anxious. I was afraid that any slip of the tongue would ruin me. In the end, I earned a reputation for being petty, weak, and incompetent.
Meanwhile, she, by comparison, was praised for her grace and poise.
When everyone was disappointed by me, they naturally sided with my high-performing sister.
Now, she wanted to drag me back into that whirlpool of proving myself.
Having been reborn, I was not that foolish anymore.
I smiled as I looked at the angry woman before me and ignored her jibes. I remember there used to be a Vase of Endless Blessings in this room. I wonder where it’s gone.
Everything in this room had been part of my mothers dowry.
When my mother was alive, my father had secretly given things to my sister and my stepmother. After my mother died, they took everything.
I was originally supposed to marry the Emperor, and those items couldnt be taken into the palace because they didnt meet court regulations. But now that Im marrying the Regent, its too late to prepare a new dowry. So, its only natural that my mothers belongings should come with me.
Margarets face turned ugly at the mention of a dowry.
Elizabeth came in and sneered, Eleanor, how could you be so heartless? We have provided for you all these years. Do you think that it didn’t cost money?
Even a guest staying with a family would not be charged for room and board. How much could I possibly have cost them?
So, from what youve told me, has the household been running on my mothers dowry all these years? They say only utterly useless men would touch their wives’ dowries. I dont think my father is that useless.
Elizabeth opened her mouth to retort, but I cut her off.
My mothers dowry list is with me. If the dowry isn’t returned in three days, Ill bring the list to the Regents place and let him check. Then, well see if Father still dares to cover for you.
Dont you forget that youre still living here!
I laughed as I watched them put on a show, all bluff and no bite. If you kill me and the Regent comes to claim me, will you have your daughter marry two husbands?
Both their faces drained at the thought of the Regents ruthlessness.
Elizabeth shot me a vicious glare. Fine. Ill gather the dowry for you.
Thats more like it.
Chapter 3
Three days flew by.
Only half of my mothers dowry was returned.
My stepmother and sister had sold off most of the jewelry and could only scrape together one-tenth of its value.
In desperation, they shoved a lot of fakes into the pile.
A vase with celadon glaze that was supposed to be an antique looked like a modern copy at a glance. The glaze was uneven, and it was nothing like the piece my mother left behind.
Even the embroidered scrolls had been swapped. An embroidery that showed peacocks spreading their tails on all three sides had been swapped for a single-sided piece.
They must have forgotten that I was raised to be an empress. I could tell real from fake with one look.
Mixed in with the items were a few pieces from the palace itself, which proved that the Emperor truly favored Margaret.
Hallie, go fetch the butler. Hell recognize these things.
Hallie was the woman I brought from the Regents place. She followed my orders without question.
Margaret’s and Elizabeths faces went pale.
What do you mean? Do you think Id give you fakes? Elizabeths expression turned grim.
It was too bad I no longer feared her. The little girl she used to whip with a thin bamboo rod had grown up.
Im taking these to the Regents place. My mothers belongings are genuine. If I were to bring in fakes, who do you think the Regent would punish Me, or the family?
These items are old. There could be some losses or damage over time
Its barely been eight years. How could they be considered old? I stared at her with a faint, knowing smile playing on my lips.
When I refused to back down, Margaret straightened and put on her empress-to-be airs. I am to be the Empress! Even the Regent cannot deny me a foothold!
Is that so? Hallie, send for the Regent!
If it had been the previous dynastys emperor, I might have trembled.
However, the current Regent was the Emperors uncle, and the Emperor, still young and unsteady on his throne, had never dared to defy him.
Eleanor was arranged to marry to the Emperor from birth, yet you, as the stepdaughter, had secretly met with him multiple times and stolen your sisters marriage. And you! As the stepmother, you stole the dowry left by Eleanors mother. What are you thinking?
The matter was brought before the Regent, and even my father, who usually turned a blind eye to the family affairs, had no choice but to stand up.
He looked stunned as though he had only just learned the truth. Disappointment washed over his face as he stared at Elizabeth.
Look at the daughter you raised!
Neither Margaret nor I could be challenged, so he had no choice but to vent his fury on Elizabeth.
Elizabeth dropped to her knees and was about to put on a show again. Do you think I did it for myself? I did it for this family! Havent you benefited from it as well?”
You How could you say that? Is the monthly salary I earn not enough to keep this family running? Did I need you to stoop to such menial deeds?
My father stepped forward. His fingers nearly touched Elizabeths lips in warning.
He must have known, deep down, that the household had been using my mothers dowry all along. No one had mentioned it to him, so he simply acted as if he did not know about it.
Everyone assumed he loved Elizabeth more than he loved my mother, but in truth, he loved no one but himself and anyone who could benefit him.
After the Regent listened to the whole story, his hawk-like eyes grew icy cold.
So, your family has been cooking the books? Others might not notice, but I know these things well. If my ladys dowry is short, whoever runs the household will answer for it. Guards! Drag that old woman out and beat her!
Your Highness, please stand down!
An eunuch yelled from outside. Margarets fianc, the Emperor, had arrived.
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