Chapter 1 — My Younger Sister Took My Place as the Bride

In my previous life, my second sister and I went to see our husband for one day. She deliberately chose for herself all elegant light green clothes, but told me to wear a dark purple dress that was extremely unsuitable for my skin tone. Her appearance is already a bit more beautiful than mine, so when I stand next to her, I immediately become the green leaf in the background. The little marquis immediately noticed her, but the servant gave her the wrong name, causing him to ask me to marry him. It wasn't until the night they got married that he realized the person in his heart he wanted to marry was not me. He and I have been like new for many years. The concubine has long since married someone else, but the little marquis has always been unable to let her go. Before he died, he told me that if there was a next life, he would absolutely never marry the wrong person again. I nodded, thinking the same thing in my heart, so after I died I didn't want to be buried with him. When I open my eyes again, I'm truly back to that day, when we sat behind the curtain watching our eyes. The little marquis eagerly lifted the curtain, went straight to pull my concubine's hand and said:

“Mother, I will marry her.”

I know, he was also reincarnated.

1

The whole hall was silent. On Vu Y looked both happy and scared. He timidly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Giang Vong held him tighter.

"Mother, sister. I..."

She looked towards me as if asking for help, her acting was still perfect as always. I lowered my eyes. The big rock that had weighed heavily on my heart for ten years was finally laid down. That's good. Mrs. Hou's face was extremely unsightly. But in front of so many guests, she couldn't get angry, she could only force a smile:

“It seems that my son and this child are also very compatible.”

This word was said very cleverly, both agreeing to the marriage and leaving a way out. Whether she is a wife or a concubine, she is still not sure. I looked at Giang Vong respectfully protecting On Vu Y behind his back, feeling extremely calm. In his previous life, before he died, he held my hand and said that if there was a next life, he would absolutely not marry the wrong person. Looks like he, like me, has returned. In this life, the bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, you and I no longer have anything to do with each other. I quietly raised the teacup and took a sip of the tea that had cooled a long time ago.

2

After the party ended, the female relatives were invited to the backyard to admire the flowers and write poetry. I felt stuffy, so I found an excuse to go to a quiet place to breathe. Just passing through a hallway, I bumped into a man coming in from outside the palace. He has a tall figure, wears black civilian clothes, and has a calm and discreet temperament. That is Giang Vong's performance singer, Tham Hoai Canh. A courtier who is in the greatest use of His Majesty the King. Instinctively, I took a step back and bowed to worship. In his previous life, this person wholeheartedly devoted himself to serving the court, had a very good reputation as an official, but never married his entire life. He and I have never had a relationship, we have only seen him from afar a few times in the Marquis Palace. Thinking that he is also a quiet person and does not know how to love others, I don't want to marry him. I was about to lean aside and the handkerchief tucked in my sleeve was blown away by the wind. The scarf gently flew down, just falling in front of his black shoes. At the corner of the scarf is embroidered with a small apricot branch, a private object in the woman's bedroom. My heart jumped. He bent down to pick up the towel, raised his head and looked around, his voice cold:

“Is it yours?”

My mind went blank, I almost ran away in panic. There were no footsteps behind me, but I still felt those eyes like sharp thorns stabbing into my back. I ran all the way back to Wen Palace's carriage. I urged the driver to go home quickly, even forgetting to say hello to his mother. Sure enough, as soon as my front foot entered my yard, my mother took Wen Vu Y in with her back foot, the anger on her face still not gone.

With a "Choang" sound, she heavily placed the tea cup in her hand on the table.

"On Huyen Tu! Are you confused? Who allowed you to dress like that to go to the party?"

Do you want to ruin the face of our Wen family?" Mother was so angry that her chest continued to rise and fall, pointing straight at my nose and scolding:

“I have a good heart to plan for you, but you don't know how to try, even a relationship as good as heaven cannot keep it!

Now Giang Vong publicly wants to marry your sister, are you satisfied? On Vu Y stood next to him, his eyes red, his whole body trembling, looking like he was about to faint.

"Madam, please calm down, it's all Vu Y's fault, please don't scold me..."

Having finished speaking, she intended to kneel down. That pitiful, weak appearance again. I look at her. In her previous life, she also knelt before me like that to gain my mercy. In this life, I won't be fooled again. I laughed coldly in my heart, but didn't immediately get angry. There are debts that must be calculated individually, one by one. Now is not the time yet.

3

In the end, mother only scolded me a few words and couldn't do anything to me. After all, a little marquis has been lost, but the days ahead are still long. I returned to my institute and closed the door. Every story of my past life was like a tidal wave rising in my heart. That dark purple dress was because On Vu Y gently told me in my ear that normally I dress too simply, not enough to stand out in the crowd, only this color can show my dignity and maturity. At that time, I truly treated her, but I believed the devil's words. As a result, in the middle of a garden filled with spring colors, we become a laughing stock. There was also something that happened three days before I married Giang Vong. She personally wrote a letter filled with love and secretly delivered it to the Marquis Palace. The letter didn't say it clearly, but every sentence and every word hinted that she had feelings for Giang Vong. That letter became a thorn that could not be removed from my previous marriage, causing Giang Vong to be cold towards me for ten years. I took a deep breath, suppressing the hatred welling up in my heart. In this life, she will no longer have a chance. Two days later, mother called me to come. She calmed down.

"The Marquis Palace has sent someone to convey the word. Giang Vong wholeheartedly wants to marry Vu Y, we can't say anything."

She lifted the tea cup, brushed away the foam floating on top, and calmly said:

"I have already agreed. Tell him to prepare, next month he will enter the door, with the title of the room."

I lowered my eyes, hiding the cold light in my eyes. When the news reached On Vu Y's ears, I thought she would be crazy happy. Even though it was just a private room, it was still the Marquis Palace, the rich life that she had always dreamed of in her previous life. But I didn't expect her face to immediately turn pale and bloodless. Her whole body seemed to have lost its soul, shaking and about to fall. She wanted to say it again, so she bit her lower lip, but in the end she still said nothing. She bowed her knees and bowed, then absent-mindedly left. Something unusual must be shady. A concubine being able to marry into the Marquis Palace to work as a companion is already a blessing from heaven, why did she react like that? Unless she has a reason why she can't marry. That night, I called my close maid Xuan Hi over and stuffed a heavy bag of money into her hands.

"Find a reason to approach the maid named Tieu Thuy in Vu Y's hospital and give her all the silver inside."

I lowered my voice:

“I want to know what happened to Second Miss recently.”

Xuan Hi is very agile before work. Late at night two days later, she quietly walked into my room, her face filled with disbelief.

"Miss, this servant has already investigated. Second Miss... Second Miss has long had an affair with a scholar named Lam Tu Vien in the south of the city.

Furthermore, the two of them had been communicating in the abandoned temple for a long time. Right now Second Miss's lunar month has not come for two months!” My hand holding the cup of tea firmly stopped in mid-air. Lam Tu Vien? Of course we miss him. In his previous life, after passing the exam, he quickly rose to the rank of official, and indeed became a significant official. It turns out that's it. My good sister really knows how to calculate. Her eyes are really not bad, the person she chose really has a future. But she was so impatient, so hasty that she didn't expect that there was still a better relationship waiting for her. It's just a pity that the child in her womb cannot wait any longer. I put down the tea cup, the corner of my lips slowly curved into a cold smile.

"Good job. You continue to monitor that side. If Second Miss wants to buy medicine or something, you know what to do."

Xuan Hi bowed her head and replied yes.

4

Early the next morning, I went to my mother's room to ask for peace.

“Mother, I have an opinion.”

I offered hot tea to her, in an obedient tone:

“Sister Vu Y is about to marry to the Marquis Palace, this is a great joy for our Wen family.

It's just that the wedding is too rushed, I'm afraid the preparations aren't complete. I'd rather let my daughter take me to Cam Lo pagoda outside the city to stay for a month or two and pray for the Wen family's blessings. This way, mother can calm down and prepare a good dowry for her sister. Avoid letting others gossip that our Wen family mistreats you." These words were reasonable, and after hearing them, my mother also felt that they were very reasonable. But before she nodded, On Vu Y knelt down on the ground with a thud, his face whiter than paper.

“Mother, sister, I won't go!”

Her eyes were red, she grabbed the hem of her mother's dress, painfully pleading:

"Before getting married, the daughter just wanted to be with her mother more, and didn't want to go anywhere."

I laughed coldly in my heart. She didn't want to be with her mother. She was clearly afraid that as time went on, the child in her womb would be discovered. Mother was a little unhappy and was about to say something when the housekeeper hurriedly walked in from outside, holding a letter in her hand.

“Madam, the Marquis sent someone to deliver it, saying that the letter was personally written by the little Marquis.”

The letter was written to On Vu Y. In the letter, Giang Vong expressed all his longing, saying that one day without seeing each other was like three years. He just wished he could marry the person he loved right away and begged the Wen family to let the wedding happen sooner. This letter became the straw that saved Wen Yu Y's life. Her face immediately became rosy again, tears welling up in her eyes, looking at her mother pitifully. Mother sighed. In the end, she still softened and nodded. The wedding date was set for ten days later. With no worries behind, On Vu Y seems to have completely transformed into a different person. She is no longer the girl who is always cautious and reserved in front of me. During the few days of preparing for the wedding, she came to my hospital almost every day. Initially, she came to borrow my jewelry model for the craftsmen in the palace to imitate. After that, she resolutely opened her mouth to apologize.

“Sister, this beautiful pure gold brooch of yours is so beautiful, it even highlights your white skin and beautiful appearance.

My sister's status is low, I really don't have any jewelry valuable enough to support my dignity. I'm afraid that going to the Marquis Palace will embarrass the Wen family. Sister, I love you the most, how about I give you this brooch, okay?" While speaking, she arbitrarily took the brooch out of my jewelry box, put it in front of the mirror and looked at it again and again. Her eyes were filled with unconcealed greed. In my previous life, I was coaxed by her every step of the way, secretly giving her a lot of jewelry, land and shops as a dowry.