"No! Father, please, don't make me marry Prince Longxuan. He's a dying man. If I marry him and he dies, won't I be buried with him?"
Han Ziwei pleaded desperately, but all she received in return was a hard slap from her father.
"You wicked girl, the Emperor has decreed that you must marry him, whether you like it or not."
"If you won't marry the prince, are you still thinking about that cowherd? You're a disgrace to the Prime Minister's mansion."
"Waaah... Father, if I can't marry Chu Yunmo, I'd rather die."
Han Ziwei's resolute tone earned her an even harder slap from her father.
"Even if you die, you must marry into the Longxuan Prince's Mansion before you die."
"Your Excellency, please calm down. Ziwei is still young and doesn't understand things. Let me try to persuade her."
The second wife of the Prime Minister, Mu Xue'er, stepped forward with gentle grace to offer her advice.
"Mother, I don't want to marry Prince Longxuan. Ziwei only loves Chu Yunmo from the 'Mandarin Duck Pavilion.' Please, Mother, grant my wish... Waaah..."
The crape myrtle in the cold, its blossoms like pear blossoms in the rain, was supported by the Second Madam, Mu Xue'er.
“Ziwei! Your mother knows your feelings. Listen to your mother’s advice. The Prince of Longxuan is about to die. As long as you marry him, the entire Prince of Longxuan’s mansion will be yours after he dies. Then you can invite Chu Yunmo to marry into your family. You will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”
"Mother, you're confused! If Prince Longxuan dies, wouldn't I, as his queen, be buried with him? How could I then live happily ever after with Chu Yunmo?"
Han Ziwei may be foolish, but she's not stupid. Just then, a charming voice rang out.
"Sister, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. Right now, Crown Prince Li Mutian is a cripple, and the Second Prince Lin Wang will definitely become the future heir apparent. He has his eye on you, sister."
If the elder sister marries into the family and helps her younger sister kill Li Mufeng, the younger sister will surely persuade the second prince to speak well of her to the emperor and protect her elder sister.
"They'll even have the Emperor bestow the Dragon Pavilion Mansion upon my sister. Then, are you still worried about not being able to elope with Chu Yunmo?"
"Really? Can I really be with Chu Yunmo forever?"
Han Ziwei's eyes lit up with joy, but she was interrupted by a weak voice.
"Ahem... Ziwei! Don't be confused, that cowherd is not good enough for you at all?"
Furthermore, you must never marry into the Longxuan Prince's mansion. If the prince dies, you will be buried with him.
After the woman finished speaking, she knelt down with a thud at the feet of Prime Minister Han Bingmo.
"Master, please, don't let Ziwei marry Prince Longxuan, she'll die. Waaah..."
The woman sobbed, but was met with a vicious kick from the man.
"Get lost! What does a merchant's daughter know? Ruyi is destined to be the Crown Princess. As long as Ziwei lives, she must pave the way for Ruyi. Right now, Prince Longxuan is the biggest obstacle to Prince Lin's ascension to the throne. Only if Ziwei marries into the prince can she witness Prince Longxuan's death."
"But Ziwei is also your daughter! You can't favor one over the other, sacrificing Ziwei's happiness for the Second Miss's wealth and status?"
The woman looked at the heartless man before her in despair, only to hear him coldly snort.
"Can Ziwei compare to Ruyi? Ruyi is the child of Princess Huaiyin, her maternal grandfather is the Prince of Jingnan, and she has the Empress Dowager protecting her in the palace. Tell me, what can you, a merchant's daughter, bring to your daughter? What can you bring to my Prime Minister's mansion? Besides a little money, you are nothing."
If you dare to obstruct my path to promotion again, I will kill you.
The man before her showed such disregard for their marital bond that the woman only needed to turn her gaze to her daughter.
"Ziwei, listen to your mother, run away! Don't marry into the Longxuan Prince's Mansion. You're still young, don't lose your life for this!"
"Sister, are you planning to kill our whole family? Disobeying the imperial decree means the execution of the entire family!"
The second wife, Mu Xue'er, spoke sarcastically, which enraged Prime Minister Han Bingmo.
"That damned wretch dared to incite Ziwei to defy the imperial decree and elope! Guards, take her out and give her fifty strokes of the cane, then drag her back to 'Meilan Garden'."
"Useless trash, just looking at you makes me feel disgusted. How could I have such a lowly mother?"
The woman was dragged away, but instead of receiving a shred of sympathy from her daughter, she was met with nothing but contempt.
"I'm so angry! This stupid woman has been completely fooled by two scheming women. She doesn't recognize her own mother, but instead recognizes a wolf as her mother."
What a waste of a name that shares my name, "Blood Purple Rose." If it were me, I would make those two scheming white lotuses and their scumbag father regret ever being born.
Perhaps overwhelmed with rage, "Blood Purple Rose" slammed the book titled "The Most Poisonous Heart of a Woman" to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood that landed squarely on a bronze mirror. This mirror, said to have the power to travel through time, had been stolen from the Xia Kingdom's presidential palace warehouse during a recent mission. Nothing particularly special about it had been discovered yet, but the blood caused the mirror to emit a white light, and "Blood Purple Rose" was then sucked into it.
"Ah...Miss, you've killed someone..."
When "Blood Purple Rose" opened her eyes again, she heard a sharp cry of surprise.
Even "Blood Purple Rose" herself was shocked by what she saw. She realized she was tightly gripping a three-year-old child with both hands, and quickly released her grip.
"Heavens! What am I doing? Although I am a master of both medicine and poison, the number one assassin, and a ruthless killer, I never kill children!"
A sharp pain shot through my head, and a series of images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, seemingly a conversation between the female protagonist and the child in front of me.
"Are you Han Ziwei, that fickle woman who frequents brothels?"
And who are you?
“I am Li Jingchen, son of the Dragon King. I warn you, your father is not someone you can covet. Only a gentle and virtuous woman like your aunt is worthy of him.”
"Pah! If it weren't for my sister becoming the Crown Princess, do you think I would have been willing to marry your terminally ill father? Stop trying to make yourself look good."
"You wicked woman, you've certainly got ulterior motives. I'm going to tell Father to divorce you."
"You dare? Believe me or not, I'll strangle you."
...
"My God! How could Han Ziwei be so heartless as to kill a three-year-old child?"
Xue Ziwei stared at her hands in disbelief, then her eyes widened.
"No way! I've transmigrated into a book? And become this kid's wicked stepmother?"
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