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The Noblewoman of the Marquis's Mansion

Ji Wushang, the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife, never imagined that she would be reduced from a legal wife to a lowly concubine because of just one sentence.

Not only was she bullied by her half-sister and maid, but she was also personally sent to another man's bed by her greedy husband.

When her face was disfigured, her eyes gouged out, and her unborn child, beaten to death, turned to blood, when bone nails were driven into her brain, all the truth surfaced, and she hoarsely swore a blood oath to the heavens:

"If there is an afterlife, even if I go against the will of Heaven and do good or evil, I will surely pay back a thousandfold for what I suffer today in the future!"

Upon waking up after being reborn, she found herself seven years before her marriage, and it was still not too late.

In this life, reborn from the ashes, she can turn the world upside down with a flick of her wrist, protect her mother, care for her younger brother, fight against her stepmother, her aunt, and her half-sister, fight for status, thwart conspiracies, and defeat all demons and monsters!

Little did she expect that an imperial decree would force her to marry into a marquis's household! This time, she was to marry her former husband's lame elder brother!

This time, how could she let the nightmare repeat itself! Tearing off the mask of her husband from her past life, fighting against all the gossipy relatives and concubines, she also sees through the true heart of her crippled husband. How could she not begin her journey to protect her husband in this life!

But the Crown Prince actually came to her door demanding that her husband divorce her? What a joke!

The lame husband looked distressed: "My wife, the Crown Prince wants me to divorce you."

Ji Wushang slightly raised his cold face, "And then?"

The lame husband covered his face and sighed, "At his request, I wrote a letter of divorce."

Ji Wushang slammed his fist on the table, furious. "Fine! Give it to me!"

The lame husband spread his hands innocently: "I let the Crown Prince eat it."

One-on-one romance, a sweet and nurturing story featuring a strong female lead who thrives in rural life, and a clean-cut male lead.

☆、001 From wife to concubine, murderer pays with his life!

In the dead of winter, with the biting wind blowing, Xinwu Courtyard seemed to have been forgotten, with not even a single person bringing charcoal.

Ji Wushang sat at the table with a melancholy expression. The candle flickered gently. She sat there blankly for a long time, watching it struggle to release its last glimmer of light before going out. She sighed softly and moved her legs, which were frozen stiff.

The charcoal fire had long since gone out, and there was no more charcoal to use.

"Miss...Miss..." The maid, Zhu'er, walked in from outside, carrying a bowl of steaming porridge. Looking at the candlelight reflecting on Ji Wushang's face, her already delicate features appeared even more translucent. For a fleeting moment, Zhu'er felt that Ji Wushang was about to vanish.

"Miss? Miss?" Pearl snapped out of her daze, put down her bowl, and called out a few more times. Her eyes were fixed on the porridge in front of her. She longed to have a sip herself, but her mistress needed it even more. She was hungry, and so was her mistress!

"Hmm," Ji Wushang responded weakly, "Zhu'er?"

"Miss, have some porridge to warm yourself up. You may not be hungry, but the little master in your belly is!" Zhu'er said warmly as she saw Ji Wushang wake up.

Ji Wushang nodded in agreement. "Mm." She frowned, but still took a sip. When she looked up, she saw that Zhu'er was staring at her.

She knew that Zhu'er must have gotten this bowl of porridge for her on an empty stomach tonight. The Marquis's mansion was bustling with activity as everyone was busy celebrating the birthday of the Second Concubine, Zhao Duan (Concubine Zhao).

Although Aunt Zhao was a concubine, she became the favorite of the old Marquis after the first wife developed dementia. She was beautiful, had a good figure, knew how to take care of herself, and was both charming and feisty. No wonder the old Marquis loved her! Now that the old Marquis was away, Aunt Zhao was the one who was in charge of the entire Marquis's mansion.

"Is Aunt Zhao's birthday celebration still going on?" Ji Wushang frowned and asked softly. It's been... three days already.

Although Ji Wushang was the legal wife of the second young master of the Marquis's mansion, Aunt Zhao was not satisfied with her as his wife and would give her a hard time every few days. The servants of the Marquis's mansion naturally had to watch out for Aunt Zhao's temper, so they were never polite to the legal wife of the Marquis's mansion.

"No." Zhu'er glanced at Ji Wushang worriedly and said, "Aunt Zhao likes double happiness, so she had the second young master marry the second young lady today."

The second young master, Nan Jinxue, was born to Aunt Zhao. Since the eldest son, Nan Xuzong (born to the first wife), became lame in his teens, the second young master naturally held power in the Marquis's mansion.

"What?" Ji Wushang's face turned deathly pale upon hearing this. "You said, you said, Meiyuan was also brought into the Marquis's residence?"

"Ah!" Zhu'er realized she had let something slip and hurriedly knelt down. "Miss, Zhu'er, I, I..." Tears streamed down her face. How could she let Ji Wushang know such a heartbreaking thing? Ji Wushang was only two months pregnant and hadn't even had a chance to tell the Second Young Master before she was sent away because of Aunt Zhao's birthday banquet. Now that she had received this news, how could she not be heartbroken?

Ji Wushang is the eldest daughter of General Ji's family, while Ji Meiyuan is only the second daughter born out of wedlock. How could she compare to Ji Wushang in terms of status and position?

But……

"Meiyuan should marry into a good family; she shouldn't have become a concubine in this marquis's mansion!" Ji Wushang shook his head and sighed. "Get up!"

Pearl dared not get up and remained kneeling.

"Zhu'er, why aren't you up?" Ji Wushang looked at her strangely, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he said, "What is it? You can tell me anything!"

"Aunt Zhao said that the young lady will be a concubine, and the second young lady will be a wife. The second young master has agreed." Zhu'er lowered her head, not daring to look at Ji Wushang.

Ji Wushang closed his eyes, unable to swallow the porridge that was about to enter his mouth. No wonder no one had brought charcoal for the winter; no wonder all three meals were just vegetables and tofu, without even a speck of meat; no wonder Zhu'er always came back empty-handed and dejected when she went to the kitchen to get her favorite snacks; no wonder even Zhu'er's hands, which held the bowl, were covered with twisted bruises...

Ji Wushang turned his face away, "You eat the porridge! I want to be alone."

“Miss…” Zhu’er looked at Ji Wushang, stood up and comforted her, “The second young master still likes you quite a bit, otherwise, he wouldn’t bring back delicious food and fun things, as well as gold and silver jewelry, every time he goes out. The other courtyards all look at us with disdain!” Zhu’er felt that Ji Wushang was weak and gentle, and she took all the blame on herself. She was afraid that she couldn’t handle it.

Hearing what Zhu'er said, Ji Wushang finally smiled. The second young master was indeed good to her. Although Aunt Zhao gave her a hard time, the second young master, Nan Jinxue, at least cared for her. He took care of everything for her, from food to daily necessities. But things only got worse when Nan Jinxue went out in early winter.

"I'm just tired and want to take a nap." Ji Wushang smiled. "Don't forget to drink the porridge."

Over the years, although she was the eldest daughter of the legitimate wife, she had been rather weak and gentle, so she hadn't paid much attention to those mean-spirited and disdainful looks. However, she felt sorry for Zhu'er, who had suffered a lot because of her.

"Yes, Miss." Zhu'er felt relieved after seeing that she wouldn't try to kill herself. Zhu'er helped tidy up Ji Wushang's bed before taking her bowl out to eat.

Ji Wushang recalled her days in General Ji's mansion. Her stepmother died young from heart palpitations, her younger brother somehow fell to his death from the artificial hill, her four concubines were like plagues making her life miserable, even her half-sisters came to cause trouble time and time again, and the servants didn't treat her like a young lady. She thought that marrying into the Marquis's mansion would make things better, but it wasn't as she wished.

Could it be that Nan Jinxue still cares for her, and with this child in her womb, she simply cannot bear it? She only wishes to be a concubine or a wife, so that the child in her womb can grow into a grown man, and her life will not have been in vain.

Ji Wushang wiped away his tears and went to sleep.

But before she had been asleep for long, Ji Wushang felt someone pressing down on her. She knew it was a drunk man because his breath, which smelled of alcohol, was blowing on her face, making her feel nauseous for a while.

Those large, seemingly fiery hands caressed every inch of Ji Wushang's skin. She was already wearing her undergarments, and now this man was taking advantage of her even more.

The man's strength was immense! Ji Wushang struggled fiercely, but he was no match for his strength! The man's eyes were filled with intense desire, and his hardness was already touching Ji Wushang's skin!

"Let me go! Let me go!" Ji Wushang shouted as he punched and kicked.

The man was kicked in the stomach by her in her disarray, and his mind finally cleared up a bit. He looked at Ji Wushang, who was covered in sweat, and smiled wickedly, "I didn't expect that Nan Jinxue married not only a beautiful woman, but also a wildcat! This prince likes it very much!" After saying that, he was about to kiss her wildly again.

In her panic, Ji Wushang barely heard that the person assaulting her was none other than the Crown Prince, Huangfu Yun. She was preoccupied with shouting, "Let me go! You madman! Help! Help!" She cried out, wondering why no one was coming to her rescue! Where was Zhu'er? And where were the guards and servants who usually patrolled the area? Where were they now?

"Are you out of your mind?!" Huangfu Yun was furious at her struggle and slapped Ji Wushang across the face. Instantly, five finger marks appeared on Ji Wushang's face. Ji Wushang was dizzy and breathless from the blow. But because she was thinking of her newly formed child, Ji Wushang ignored the burning sensation on her face, grabbed the Crown Prince's hand, and bit down hard.

"Ah! You madman!" Bitten, Huangfu Yun flung Ji Wushang away, sending her tumbling off the bed. Gold and silver jewelry, scissors, and embroidery from the dressing table fell to the floor. Ji Wushang writhed in pain, clutching her stomach. The Crown Prince watched the woman rolling on the floor; her almost transparent undergarment was clearly visible to Huangfu Yun, further arousing his lust.

Huangfu Yun practically pounced on Ji Wushang, straddling him with one hand on his shoulder and the other slapping him across the face several times. He roared angrily, "You wretch! It's your luck that I, the Crown Prince, have you! You're nothing but a lowly concubine! With me here, who dares to disturb me? Let me tell you clearly! Your husband, Nan Jinxue, sold you to me tonight! He's off to spend the night with your sister. I couldn't bear to see you alone in your chambers, so I came here!"

"Wh...what?" Ji Wushang stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what Huangfu Yun was saying, and for a moment forgot to struggle against this beastly man's assault!

"Still not clear enough?" Huangfu Yun, overcome with desire, rubbed the softness in front of Ji Wushang with his large hands. "Nan Jinxue wants to replace that lame prince Nan Xuzong as the Marquis, and she asked me, the Crown Prince, to do it! Is that enough? Understand? Just lie down and enjoy it! Otherwise people will say that I, the Crown Prince, am too rude and don't know how to cherish a lady!" Huangfu Yun spat and, before Ji Wushang could react, began to tear at her undergarments.

No! No! How could Nan Jinxue treat me like this! He always said he loved me! He loved me deeply! He only married my half-sister because he didn't know I was pregnant, and because he wanted to continue the family line! He must have been forced to make me his concubine by Aunt Zhao! He's my husband, how could he do something to hurt me!

Ji Wushang's thoughts were in disarray, and he struggled desperately!

No! I can't accept this! I have to ask him myself! How could this be! This isn't true!

This man must have forced her husband! Huangfu Yun tore her undergarments, leaving only her bodice. He was still straddling Ji Wushang, constantly rubbing against her, seeking pleasure. Ji Wushang's face swelled up. In a frenzy, she grabbed an unidentified object from the ground and stabbed it deeply into the person pressing down on her... In that instant, the door was flung open by a group of people, who all stood there dumbfounded.

Their torches illuminated the blood-soaked house.

"Miss!" Zhu'er practically crawled over, covered in mud and wounds, but she froze when she saw the two people on the ground. Ji Meiyuan (the eldest half-sister, the second young lady of the Ji family) looked at Ji Wushang lying in a pool of blood in front of her, a hint of smugness flashing across her face. The next second, she screamed, "Someone's dead! The Crown Prince's dead! Ji Wushang killed someone! Killed someone!" Judging from her face, it was still a little red, probably because she had just gotten out of bed.

Suddenly, Ji Wushang stared blankly at the large group of people in front of him. Zhu'er was keeping watch in the front yard, but she was beaten until her head was bleeding and she fainted. When she woke up, she stumbled and crawled to beg Nan Jinxue to come, but Nan Jinxue had no interest in Ji Wushang.

He came reluctantly because he couldn't bear the fact that Zhu'er was interfering with his intimate moments with Ji Meiyuan.

But now, this matter has probably alarmed even the entire Marquis's mansion.

The panic on Ji Wushang's face had not yet subsided. Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered in sweat, and her hands, face, and body were covered in blood. Her undergarments had been torn to shreds, leaving only her bodice and underpants.

Ji Meiyuan wisely stood to the side, a cruel glint in her eyes. She was determined to watch this show unfold.

Nan Jinxue glanced coldly at Ji Wushang, as if he hadn't seen Ji Wushang's miserable state. His face was dark with anger. He stepped over Ji Wushang and walked straight to the Crown Prince's side, then bent down to check his breathing.

The body was still warm, but it was already dead. Ji Wushang's scissors were deeply embedded in the prince's back, blood flowing everywhere. The prince clearly died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Nan Jinxue turned around, radiating an aura of rage. He gripped Ji Wushang's left arm with his left hand and slapped him hard with his right. "You bitch! You actually killed him!"

"Who is he! The Crown Prince Huangfu Yun!" After saying that, Nan Jinxue slapped him again.

Ji Wushang collapsed to the ground, only able to gasp for breath.

But the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony in my heart! Ha! The Crown Prince! So what if he's the Crown Prince! Does that give him the right to send his wife to his bed?! Ha! No! I'm already a concubine! Sending a concubine sounds better, it saves me some face, than sending a wife!

Ji Wushang, oh Ji Wushang, you were so foolish and naive! What else don't you understand? Heh!

"Nan Jinxue, is your dream of becoming a Marquis shattered? Are you heartbroken? So what if you're the Crown Prince? Haha...haha!" Ji Wushang laughed maniacally a few times. "To replace Nan Xuzong, you actually sent your wife to someone else's bed with your own hands! Aren't you worse than a pig or a dog! Worse than a beast! Ahaha, hahaha!" Ji Wushang laughed until tears streamed down his face, his whole body trembling.

Everyone around was silent, not daring to make a sound. Faintly, they seemed to hear someone approaching from outside.

Nan Jinxue's face turned slightly pale as she listened to Ji Wushang's words. But at that moment, Ji Meiyuan walked in, swaying her hips and waving her handkerchief.

She pretended to wipe away the tears on her face and flicked a silk handkerchief at Ji Wushang. "My dear sister, you must never say such things. I am but an object. Today, the Crown Prince has taken a liking to you, sister, and is thinking of spending the night with you to test your skills. What he gains in return is the glory of the Marquis's mansion!"

Your husband always dotes on you, giving you the best of everything. When he returns from his travels, he brings countless treasures to make you happy. Now, you're just asking him to repay your kindness so that he can become a marquis. What's wrong with that? Would you let a lame man become a marquis? If word got out, wouldn't that bring shame to our family? My dear sister, don't you think so?"

Ji Meiyuan spoke without restraint. Nan Jinxue was the second son, while Nan Xuzong was the heir apparent. However, due to his lameness, he had not inherited the title of Marquis for a long time. Tonight, Ji Meiyuan revealed Nan Jinxue's ambition as well.

Nan Jinxue listened without finding anything wrong; on the contrary, she felt even more emboldened and became even angrier at Ji Wushang. She was already a concubine; what, did he still think he was the principal wife? A concubine was a concubine, a lowly concubine meant to be given away! Besides, that was the Crown Prince! It was her good fortune that the Crown Prince had taken a liking to her! But this vile woman had killed the Crown Prince! What inheritance of the marquisate? It was already a miracle that the Emperor hadn't executed the entire marquisate!

That vile woman, that lowly concubine!

Nan Jinxue drew her sword from her waist and approached Ji Wushang.

Ji Wushang stopped laughing and looked coldly at the person in front of her, her former husband and the lover who had once doted on her! Now, however, he was going to draw his sword against her!

"Husband!" Ji Meiyuan said softly, pulling on Nan Jinxue's arm. "Don't kill my sister yet."

☆、002 Those despicable men and women deserve to die a horrible death!

Nan Jinxue said angrily, "Are you suggesting that our entire Marquis's mansion die with her? Tonight I'll cut off her head and take it to the Emperor to plead guilty; perhaps then this mansion will be spared!"

Ji Wushang glared at Ji Meiyuan, her eyes blazing with fury. She couldn't believe this woman would beg for mercy! Calling her "sister" while uttering words more painful than a knife to the heart! What she hated most was realizing it too late!

"Don't worry, my husband. You know, although he's called the Crown Prince, the real power lies with the Second Prince, whose mother is the Empress! How could the Empress possibly want a son who isn't her own to be the Crown Prince? Today, this lowly concubine accidentally killed the Crown Prince, fulfilling the Empress's wish! When the Emperor asks, just say that the Crown Prince was drunk and wanted to rest in a private room, but this lowly concubine seduced him and pulled him in. The Crown Prince refused, but this lowly concubine accidentally killed him!" Ji Meiyuan gave a silent, cold laugh, then continued, "However, my husband must report to the Empress tonight, saying this and that, so that the Empress will also support us. Naturally, the Second Prince will definitely become the Crown Prince... My husband, isn't that the truth?"

Nan Jinxue was stunned. This was the truth! Yes, this was the truth!

“Meiyuan is smarter, but…”