When my elder sister was preparing to marry Marquis Ding’an,
she caught the eye of the Crown Prince.
Our entire family was overjoyed.
To give the marquis’s household an explanation, they pushed me out in her place on the day of the wedding.
After we were married, Marquis Ding’an despised me.
Again and again, he mocked me to my face:
“Crude and vulgar. You don’t compare to your sister in the slightest.”
“You can’t even read an account book. Astonishingly stupid.”
I felt wronged too. I smashed my rouge and powder at him and cursed,
“My sister is the Crown Princess now. If you’re so capable, go steal her back, you coward!”
And so we spent our entire lives at each other’s throats.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to when I was sixteen and not yet married.
My elder sister looked at me with smiling eyes and coaxed,
“Little sister, would you like to marry into the marquis’s household and become the Marchioness?”
