May She Live a Peaceful Life

About this story

My elder sister was determined to become the legitimate daughter, and in the end the First Madam adopted her. But the First Madam was cold by nature and only taught her to use an abacus and read account books, with no understanding of how to please a husband. I, on the other hand, grew up with a concubine mother and was skilled in lute, chess, calligraphy, and painting; none of the young gentlemen in the capital were not captivated by me. The young marquis whom my sister longed for day and night fell for me instead. Even when his mother came to our door, she said, “Legitimate or illegitimate does not matter; what matters most is that my son is happy.” My sister went mad and killed me, and then I returned to the day we were to be adopted. This time, she hid behind Father: “I do not want to be adopted by the First Madam; I would rather go with Concubine Zhao.” I hurried forward and clung to the First Madam’s leg. In this life, it is finally my turn to enjoy good fortune.