What kind of bad luck was this? She had only just transmigrated, and she was already a newly widowed woman?! To make matters worse, an old lecher even dared to harass her in the street.
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Office worker Zhu Xinyan could only look up to the heavens and sigh. Clearly, on the day she died, she must not have checked the almanac.
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Since she was already here, she might as well embrace the “lie flat” lifestyle.
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After all, the original owner of this body had money in hand, no in-laws to serve, and an adorable little child by her side.
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Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!
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Yet before she could even enjoy life for the span of a single sniffle bubble, her late husband’s family plotted to ruin her appearance and seize her fortune. From then on, they intended to confine her at home under the noble-sounding excuse of “routine protection.”
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They even painted her a grand future: as long as she obediently listened to them, fifteen years later she could earn herself a memorial arch honoring her chastity.
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Did they really think she’d handed in her brain together with her exam papers after the college entrance exams?
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To escape this living hell, she found herself a powerful tree to lean on and transformed into a noble concubine within the Prince’s Manor.
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Because her appearance resembled the “white moonlight” in Prince Rui’s heart, she didn’t even need to work hard to please him before becoming the sole object of his favor—making all the women in the rear courtyard burn with jealousy.
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Along the path of household scheming and carefree slacking, she unexpectedly gained several adorable friends thanks to her cute child’s assistance.
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In the end, by sheer coincidence, she even helped the man ascend to the very peak of power.
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Clad in imperial robes, Gu Zhancheng pinned her against the dragon throne, lifted her chin, and humbly negotiated in a near-pleading tone: “My empress’s seat has remained vacant. Would you please spare some time to take it?”
