In the thirteenth year of the Tianbao era, in the capital of the Great Yong Dynasty, inside the mansion of the Duke of Dingguo.
"Miss, your husband has returned from Jiangnan!"
A young maidservant dressed in a bright green vest rushed into the west wing, saying, "She brought a woman back with her."
"The main room was cleaned up a few days ago, right? Give the order that no one is allowed to go there to loiter and watch the commotion without my permission." Shen Yunjiao sat in front of the bronze mirror, slowly combing her smooth black hair.
She already knew that Pei Zhixuan, who had been working away from home for two years, would return to the mansion today.
Moreover, he will soon be promoted to the position of Inspector of the Censorate for his meritorious service in controlling the floods in Jiangnan.
The woman brought by Pei Zhixuan will soon replace him and become the mistress of Chunhe Hall.
But Shen Yunjiao didn't care about any of that. She only cared about what kind of hairstyle she should wear and what kind of jewelry she should wear when she went out today.
"girl!"
Fu Xia's face showed disbelief. "Miss wants that vixen to be hospitalized and sleep with the young master?"
“She is a woman brought by His Highness the Crown Prince, so naturally she will sleep with him,” Shen Yunjiao said.
"And Fu Xia, don't call other girls vixens so casually, it doesn't sound nice."
At this moment, an old nanny stepped into the room. She was Shen Yunjiao's personal nanny and also her confidante.
When Lin Mama heard the rumors outside, she thought of going back to the room to report, but she didn't expect to hear her mistress say these words.
She hurriedly advised, "Miss, why are you behaving yourself like this? Chunhe Hall is your and your husband's courtyard. You are the mistress of the Pei family. Outsiders are only fit to live in the side rooms of the front courtyard!"
Shen Yun sighed almost imperceptibly. How should she explain this to them?
She thought for a moment, then made up a story, "Don't worry, Granny, I have a purpose in doing this. First, so that His Highness will be happy staying here, and second, so that I can earn a reputation for being virtuous. It's a win-win situation."
Shen Yunjiao stood up, stretched, picked up a bright green and tender fruit from the fruit plate on the table, and put it in her mouth. The sour juice slid down her tongue and into her throat, causing Shen Yunjiao to frown.
She then sat down leisurely and carefully arranged the jewelry box in her hands.
He muttered to himself, "If I could travel back in time and bring all this back with me, wouldn't I be rich?"
"What are you looking at, young lady? You should hurry up and win back your husband's heart!"
A hint of disdain flashed in Shen Yunjiao's eyes: "Would I be so bored as to provoke that scumbag?"
"A scumbag?" Granny Lin looked puzzled. "Miss, I don't understand what you're saying."
"Oh, I was just talking nonsense," Shen Yunjiao said vaguely.
It would be strange if the old woman could understand it!
Shen Yunjiao is not actually "Shen Yunjiao", but a modern person and a doctor at a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
My biggest hobby is reading novels, and I occasionally leave a few comments under the works.
Not long ago, she read a popular novel called "After Being Abandoned by the Ruthless Prince," which features a "cold-faced underwear washing" simp. It has the appearance of a refreshing novel but follows the style of an old-fashioned angst novel.
When she saw the ending, she was so angry that she vomited blood and fainted in the bathroom in the middle of the night.
She woke up to the dismay of discovering that she had transmigrated into this novel and become the female lead.
This novel is touted as a story of a wife-chasing tragedy, but it tells the tale of Shen Yunjiao, the daughter of a prime minister, who falls in love at first sight with Pei Zhixuan, the heir of the Duke of Dingguo. Despite being tortured beyond recognition, she remains devoted to the male lead and is an absolute simp.
And what about the male protagonist? He first brought home a female doctor from Jiangnan to be his concubine, and they had children together.
Finally, after the female lead fell ill and passed away, he used the excuse of missing her to take her half-sister, who bore some resemblance to her, as his crown prince's wife.
The ending is that the female lead passes away in tears, and after the male lead is heartbroken and sad for a while, he lives a happy life with his half-sister and concubine.
When she was reading this book, perhaps because the female protagonist's name was the same as her own, Shen Yunjiao felt a strong sense of identification with the author. Every day, besides going to work, she would wait for the author to update the book.
As a result, the novel started strong but ended weak.
In the first half of the novel, the female protagonist is constantly abused by the scumbag boyfriend, and after that, she is also bullied by the female supporting characters and her mother-in-law.
The crematorium scene she had been looking forward to was only described in a few strokes.
Although the female lead verbally rejected the male lead, she still honestly followed behind him and cleaned up his messes.
He eventually died from overwork while managing all the affairs of the Pei family.
Seeing this, Shen Yunjiao was so angry that she vomited blood on the spot. She had just worked ten consecutive night shifts, and under such anger and exhaustion, Shen Yunjiao fell into a coma.
She opened her eyes to find herself lying on a soft couch in the flower hall of Chunhe Hall, realizing that she had transmigrated and become "Shen Yunjiao" from the original story.
Even though the timeline she transmigrated to was a bit off, she still ended up marrying that scumbag.
But Shen Yunjiao thought that even if they got married, it wouldn't matter; she could just get a divorce!
The male protagonist, Pei Zhixuan, volunteered to go south to manage the floods on his wedding day, and it has been two years since he last returned home.
His first thought upon returning was to take a concubine.
The female protagonist in the original story was hoping to talk to the male protagonist about her longing for him and to cultivate their relationship. But when she heard the news, she was so angry that she fainted.
Shen Yunjiao thought to herself, "No wonder the female protagonist in the original story died young." She was so angry that she was overcome with grief.
If you get dizzy easily from anger, it will definitely block the flow of qi and blood, and you will become what is commonly known as a "short-lived person".
Just like my tragic self in my past life.
Shen Yunjiao thought to herself that going to work and seeing doctors was already tiring enough, and now, by chance, heaven had given her another chance to restart her life.
Why not seize the opportunity and start your own carefree life instead of competing with a bunch of people for some "crown prince" title?
Isn't it better to enjoy beauty on your own?
She had only been in this world for a month when she discovered that the Crown Princess's life was far too comfortable and carefree.
Her father, Prime Minister Shen, held a high position and personally petitioned the emperor to exempt him from the daily morning and evening greetings. She no longer had to run to serve her mother-in-law every day and could sleep in as much as she wanted.
This life of being waited on hand and foot is something she never dared to dream of when she was a corporate slave.
Shen Yunjiao was so moved she almost cried.
Seeing that the girl's almond-shaped eyes were slightly red, Lin Mama knew that her mistress was still in pain.
Just like when they were children, she gently pulled the girl into her arms and softly comforted her, "Miss, don't be sad. Although the young master has brought another woman back, no one can replace you as the Crown Prince's consort."
Shen Yunjiao came to her senses and was about to say that she wasn't sad, but happy and crying.
But she was too lazy to explain and just obediently let Granny Lin hold her.
The scent emanating from Granny Lin was right in front of my nose, a scent remarkably similar to the mixed smell of plasters and medicinal oils from my own grandmother in my past life.
After Shen Yunjiao transmigrated, she found that the people she brought from the Shen family were all quite nice.
Especially Granny Lin, who doted on her like her own granddaughter.
A warm feeling welled up in Shen Yunjiao's heart. "Granny, I'm fine. Don't worry."
As they were talking, another maidservant walked into the inner room with small, quick steps.
"Young Madam, the main room has been cleaned, but your winter clothes are still in the peach wood cabinet inside. What should we do with them?" the maid asked.
"Move them all into my room."
Between the west wing and the main hall of the main courtyard, there is a long, secluded, and quiet corridor.
Presumably, it won't disturb the male protagonist and the girl's sweet talk.
Shen Yunjiao nodded with satisfaction.
The young maid was still standing there, not leaving. She cautiously added another question: "What about the clothes that the young mistress sewed for His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Shen Yunjiao didn't care. "Let's leave it there. What if His Highness wants to wear it?"
This was the original owner's intention, and she didn't want to waste it.
Looking at Shen Yunjiao's casual and nonchalant expression, Lin Mama sighed, "The young lady has a really big heart."
Just then, a loud voice suddenly called out from outside the door: "His Highness the Crown Prince has returned!"
Granny Lin urged, "Miss, hurry out and greet them!"
But Shen Yunjiao remained unmoved. "Granny, I'm going to take a nap. Let's talk about it after I wake up."
When Prince Pei returns, he will surely be travel-worn and need to take a bath and have a meal.
She has no desire to serve him.
She removed her hairpins and jewelry, quickly climbed onto the daybed, and lay down on it sprawled out.
The entire sequence of movements was so fluid and graceful that it left the servants completely mesmerized.
Nothing Lin Mama did could make a difference.
"Girl, you!"
Lin Mama could only sigh in exasperation, wave her hand helplessly to signal everyone to leave, and slowly close the door.
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