People always have to go through some things to understand the true meaning of life. When all he saw was bright red and he heard the sound of joy, Xin An subconsciously covered his mouth and suppressed the trembling exclamation in his throat.
It was obvious that she was pissed off to death by Tang Rongsheng, and before she died she regretted not even having the chance to die with him, so why was she still in the wedding sedan?
"The Xin family's bridal sedan has arrived."
"The Tao family's bridal sedan has also arrived."
Countless laughter and cheers penetrated the sedan chair and impacted her mind, making her lose her mind. Then the sedan chair landed and the bridesmaid's voice of congratulations rang out, "Please, Master, kick the sedan door."
Long-lost memories suddenly flooded into her heart. This was the voice of the day when she married into the Tang family. She came with full of love, but left with a bad reputation. All the past events flashed through her mind quickly. She could not hear the booing outside, feel the sound of the sedan door being kicked, nor did she see the hand reached out to hold hers.
She actually came back, back to the day when she married Tang Rong.
But how could she marry Tang Rong again?
Tang Rong was a young man who was carefully cultivated by the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion of the Nanyue Dynasty after he gave up military service and turned to literature. People said that he followed the rules, restrained himself, and was noble and elegant. He did not fight for anything, just like the bright moon in the sky. She fell in love with him at first sight, and later, the Tang family sent someone to propose marriage, and she was overjoyed.
After marriage, she felt sorry for him because he lost his mother at an early age and was angry that he was bullied by his stepmother. As long as he said he wanted something, she would fight for him.
What's the point of not fighting or competing, what's the bright moon in the sky, it's just standing on her shoulders to gain fame and reputation.
It's a pity that she spent her whole life giving to Tang Rong, but in the end she got a reputation as being particularly scheming, petty and mean.
The bride was reluctant to get out of the sedan chair, and the matchmaker smiled and said auspicious words. Amid the laughter, Xin An came back to her senses and slowly raised her hand, allowing Tang Rong to lead her out of the sedan chair. The sedan chair had already arrived at the gate of the Tang family. She could not escape this marriage, and could not afford to escape.
There was another bridal sedan parked opposite the bridal sedan. Tang Rong, the eldest son of the legal wife, and Tang Mo, the step-wife, got married on the same day. Neither of the brothers looked happy. They nodded politely and then entered the house together.
Time overlapped with his previous life. Xin An completed the wedding ceremony in a very methodical manner, and was then escorted to the backyard by the matchmaker and a group of maids and old women.
Wang, the mistress of the Weiyuan Marquis's Mansion, is the second wife and is quite scheming. She doesn't like her son marrying Tao Yiran, who can only sing and moan without any reason. So she exchanges the courtyard with Tang Rong on the grounds that there is not enough light in Tang Mo's courtyard, with the intention of replacing the bride.
In her previous life, she always paid attention to the situation of the Tang family, got the news in advance, and reminded them when they took the wrong intersection, so that she could marry Tang Rong smoothly. But today, she walked in without any hesitation.
In fact, Tang Mo didn't like her either. Tang Mo, like his mother, was a person who was eager to climb up. The two had a direct conflict of interest and had fought secretly many times. Although she disliked each other, she still envied Tang Mo's wife Tao Yiran, just because he would fight for what he wanted and never let Tao Yiran worry about it.
It was like God was playing a joke on her. Tao Yiran was famous in the capital for her beauty, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting. However, she had the same temperament as Tang Rong, aloof and pure. She couldn't stand Tang Mo's materialism the most, and would easily give away things that Tang Mo had fought for.
Every time this happened, Tang Mo would be furious.
Entering the new room, Xin An sat on the edge of the bed, automatically blocking out all sounds except those under the veil. While waiting for Tang Mo, she had the opportunity to sort out her thoughts. She felt that this incident was so bizarre as if it were a dream, and the dream was so real.
She did not regret her efforts for Tang Rong. After all, she was willing to do so. It was just that Tang Rong should not have been so cold-hearted in the end.
When she felt the delicate touch under her fingertips, she lowered her eyes and saw her own white hands, and an inexplicable surge of ecstasy rose in her hearts. What woman who has experienced aging and decline could refuse to go back to the age of seventeen?
She really came back.
It was unknown how long it had passed before a pair of black soap boots appeared in her rare field of vision. When the veil was lifted, Tang Mo was not surprised to see that it was her. Instead, the panic on her face looked a little funny.
Tang Mo looked at him unkindly and snorted in his heart. This woman had been at odds with him ever since the day she married into the Tang family. She was on guard against him like a thief. If she hadn't been against him everywhere, he would have been able to live a smooth life and achieve success!
Seeing that he didn't say anything, wasn't surprised, and even looked at him as if he were an enemy, Xin An understood and asked tentatively, "You're back too?"
"Um."
Xin An stood up, tore off the veil and threw it aside, sneering. In their previous life, they were uncle and sister-in-law, and they had a feud with each other, but in this life they became husband and wife and knew each other's past. God really was playing a big joke on them.
"What about Tang Rong?"
"No."
Tang Mo can confirm this.
"Logically, he should have noticed that the bride had changed. Why didn't he come looking for her?"
Tang Mo also sneered, "The old man thinks that the Xin family is beneficial to the Tang family, but I don't think so. How can you, a daughter of a salt merchant, compare to the girl of a fourth-rank official? The opportunity is right in front of you, so why not make the best of it? If you are asked tomorrow, just say that you drank too much and were so groggy that you didn't see clearly."
Xin An laughed at himself, "I've already thought of a reason for him. You're a pretty good person. If you run over now to grab it, you might still be able to make it. Who knows, there might be just one last step."
Turning around to pick up the peanuts and red dates on the bed, Tang Mo snorted coldly when he saw that she was still in the mood to mock him, "The husband you're trying so hard to protect is now making love with another woman. Don't you feel bad and are you not going to make a scene?"
"No matter what, you have been the wife of Marquis Weiyuan for many years. How cruel."
Xin An stuffed a handful of red dates and peanuts into his arms and walked straight to the dressing table. Seeing herself in the bronze mirror, she looked young and beautiful, without any harshness after years of hard work. She raised the corners of her lips and stroked the hairpin on her head without forgetting to retort, "Your sweetheart is now moaning and enjoying the pleasure of another man. You are almost like a cuckold. How dare you say that to me?"
"They have always been considerate of you, fearing that you would have a bad reputation. They have returned to you many things you have fought for. How can you not be grateful?"
Which man could tolerate such words? Even if he didn't want to have anything to do with that woman in his life, he would not allow himself to be insulted. Tang Mo's eyes flashed fiercely, veins on his forehead bulged, and he stepped forward viciously and grabbed Xin An's wrist, "Believe it or not, I will kill you now, and say that you died by hitting your head against the pillar because you couldn't bear the humiliation."
"Can't bear the humiliation?"
Xin An curled his lips and smiled, a very undignified smile, "What's the matter? Are you also drunk and dizzy? So this excuse you just made up was for yourself?"
The overlapping hills were shining with gold, her hair was covered with clouds and her cheeks were white, her eyes were full of affection, her breasts were soft and her waist was slender. Tang Mo was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he realized that this person was actually a demon who brought disaster to the country. Why did he think she was just a mean demon before?