Ye Qingxue was reborn, but was immediately forced to drink poison, leaving her with only ten days to live.

Her soul and body were not yet fully integrated, and she was like a discarded rag thrown on the ground.

Ye Yabing, a young girl dressed in a pink dress, stood in front of her, a smile on her lips, her head slightly tilted, looking down at her.

"Don't be afraid, sister. As long as you do as I say, I will give you the antidote in ten days."

Ye Yabing looked at her as if she were an ant, her tone even gentle, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary for her to poison her own sister and use this to control Ye Qingxue.

“Back when you were still at the estate, I fell deeply in love with Prince Ding. Our love was unwavering, and I was determined to marry no one but him. So I’m troubling you, sister, to personally go and break off the engagement with Prince Ding.”

The familiar words and familiar people were all things Ye Qingxue had heard and seen in her previous life.

Ye Qingxue endured the pain spreading through her body and mind, propped herself up to stand up, sat in the chair behind her, and closed her eyes.

She was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong, but when she was two years old, she was sent to the estate in Jingzhou and did not see her parents for fifteen years. She was only brought back a few days ago because her marriage to Prince Ding was imminent.

Now, it has only been three days since I returned to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence.

Just like her beloved younger sister in her past life, she was given poison and threatened to break off the engagement, with the promise that she would give her the antidote in ten days.

Although she had never met Prince Ding at that time and had no feelings for him, she was still very upset to be schemed against and coerced like this. However, her whole family begged her to grant her sister's wish.

It was as if her failure to grant their wish would be a defilement of their love, an unforgivable sin.

She thought that returning to the Marquis's mansion would mean a family reunion. Having been abandoned for fifteen years, she longed for her family to accept and love her, so she actually did as Ye Yabing said.

She just really wanted a home.

Ten days later, Ye Yabing did give her the antidote, but it only prolonged her life and did not allow her to live a quality life.

She suffered torment day and night. In the later stages, the drug affected her mind, causing her to do many things out of control. She was reduced to a mere foil to highlight Ye Yabing's beauty, purity, and dignity. Her dignity was trampled into the mud, and even her final death was despicable!

Ye Qingxue suddenly opened her eyes, her expression turning frosty.

Unaware of the situation, Ye Yabing spoke again: "I have already found the person for you. It is Xiang Zhou, who grew up with my sister on the estate."

Xiang Zhou was brought up, his bare upper body covered with brambles, the thorns tearing his skin and drawing blood.

It was early spring, but the weather was still cold. His lips were pale, and he was shivering, but he stared fiercely at Ye Qingxue.

"To discuss the details of my sister's marriage to His Highness Prince Ding, His Highness Prince Ding and Princess Ruijia have come to visit today, and they are already sitting in the front hall," Ye Yabing said.

"Sister only needs to take Xiang Zhou to the front hall, kneel down, and tell Prince Ding that you two have already pledged your lives to each other in the manor, which is a great disservice to the Emperor's great grace. Sister is not worthy of His Highness Prince Ding, so she and Xiang Zhou are hereby begging for forgiveness!"

Ye Yabing held a handkerchief, covered her mouth and chuckled: "His Highness Prince Ding is broad-minded and will surely forgive your inability to control your feelings. However, it is not good for the Marquis of Zhongyong's family to take the initiative to annul the engagement, and it also damages His Highness Prince Ding's reputation. Moreover, it is a marriage bestowed by the Emperor, how can we resist? My second aunt will arrange for me to marry into the family to atone for my sister's sins."

Thus, she became the rightful Princess Consort of Ding.

Ye Qingxue raised her eyes, staring at her with a cold and fierce gaze, and finally spoke: "So, you mean that the marriage that my father risked his life for me, you want me to give up without hesitation and also bear the infamy?"

His father was a general of the Great Zhou Kingdom. When Prince Ding was twelve years old, he followed his father on a military expedition and almost died under the enemy's axes and halberds. It was his father who risked his life to save him, and Prince Ding was able to escape danger and return home.

Therefore, the emperor issued an imperial decree to grant the marriage.

My father was seriously injured at the time, but he still expressed to the emperor that he hoped the person to be betrothed to was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong. Therefore, the imperial decree clearly stated the name Ye Qingxue.

Therefore, Ye Yabing needed her to self-destruct and bear all the blame for breaking off the engagement.

"My sister is only the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife. Otherwise, how is she worthy of His Highness Prince Ding?" Ye Yabing sneered.

"Now that my father has passed away, I am deeply in love with Prince Ding, and you have been poisoned by the 'Shattered Moon Orchid' and have only ten days to live. If you want to get the antidote, you have no choice but to obey me."

Ye Qingxue slowly stood up, supporting herself on the armrests of the chair.

Ye Yabing, who was originally bending down to look at her, was forced to straighten up and step back to avoid her.

Perhaps out of a momentary guilty conscience, Ye Yabing said, "You are the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's family, and so am I. As long as the Marquis of Zhongyong's family has a daughter to marry into the Prince Ding's family, who would care if the bride is changed?"

Yes, who would care? Ye Qingxue thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile. How could her true family members bear to leave her in the manor for fifteen years without ever caring about her?

True family would only arrange what he thought was the best marriage for her, like her father did, but her father has passed away, and where are her family members in the entire Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion?

In her previous life, the fifteen years she spent in the village were her entire existence. She had never witnessed the true wickedness of human nature and was incredibly foolish to harbor unrealistic fantasies about the "relatives" of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, which ultimately cost her her life and dignity.

Approaching Ye Yabing, Ye Qingxue's voice was icy: "His Highness Prince Ding is currently the most popular candidate for the new Crown Prince. Marrying him and becoming Prince Ding's consort could one day lead to her becoming the Crown Princess and the Empress of the Nation. And you—"

“My dear sister, not only do you want me to give up such a good marriage, but you also want me to bear the infamy so that you can gain a good reputation. My sister really has a good plan.”

Ye Yabing said angrily, "Sister, you don't need to say such harsh things. You grew up in the countryside and don't know any manners. You lack discipline and are completely unskilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. If you marry into the Prince Ding's mansion, you will only make a fool of yourself."

“It won’t just be you who loses face, but the entire Marquis of Zhongyong’s mansion, and it might even affect His Highness Prince Ding’s reputation. I’m marrying in your place for your own good, and for the good of the whole family.”

"You schemed against your own sister, you're nothing but a ruthless bastard, do you even deserve to replace me?" Ye Qingxue said in a deep voice, suddenly raising her hand and slapping Ye Yabing hard across the face.

With a sharp "smack," the sound came suddenly and quickly, stunning not only Ye Yabing but also the old woman and maid beside her.

No one expected that Ye Qingxue, who came from the countryside and had been living in fear at the Marquis's mansion for the past three days, who had been poisoned and whose life was in the hands of others, would dare to slap Ye Yabing!

Unbelievable!

Ye Yabing's fair face quickly became swollen, and clear finger marks appeared on her cheeks.

Ye Yabing's beautiful eyes blazed with fury, and her dignified expression instantly crumbled: "You dare hit me? You're dead."