After my elder sister learned she was a false heiress,
she disguised herself as a man and went out drinking at a pleasure house to drown her sorrows.
Who could have known she would accidentally enter the wrong room?
There, she spent a night of passion with Zhou Huaixu, who had come to investigate a case.
Zhou Huaixu had been drugged. His mind was hazy, and he did not know who the woman from the night before had been.
He only remembered that she said she came from the Qinghe Cui Clan.
The Zhou Family was known for its upright traditions, and Zhou Huaixu soon came to propose marriage.
But by then, my elder sister had already left.
As it happened, I had gone looking for her that night and did not return to the estate until dawn.
He mistook me for my elder sister and married me.
It was not until our wedding night that he realized he had the wrong person.
Filled with regret, he blamed me. “If you hadn’t been so vague, how could I have married you?”
Zhou Huaixu treated me with the utmost coldness, yet in bed, he showed me no mercy at all.
When I cried and begged him, he only covered my face and sneered, “She would never be as frivolous and lowly as you.”
Then I was reborn on the day Zhou Huaixu came to propose.
I spoke softly. “That night, I went to bed early and never left the estate.”
