When the Spring Night Ends

My husband’s younger sister was spoiled and overbearing. When a childhood friend sent me lychees from afar, she ate until she was sick of them before letting me have any. She took the finest bolts from the bottom of my dowry chest and had them all made into dresses for herself. When we encountered a bolting horse on the road, her first instinct was to drag me in front of her as a shield. When I woke, the injury had damaged me beyond repair. I would never bear another child. My husband gave her a furious scolding, then said, “Mingwei didn’t mean to do it. I’ve already reprimanded her.” “Besides, we have our little Heng’er. Let this matter rest.” In my previous life, I slapped him across the face and demanded a divorce. But I was not allowed to take Heng’er with me, and the Lu household tormented him until he mysteriously drowned before his fourth birthday. My parents were long dead, and my only brother thought I had disgraced the family and refused to let me return home. My life after that was not a good one. Then I was reborn. I raised my eyes to my sister-in-law, who hid behind Lu Yu with defiance blazing in her gaze. I smiled. “All right. I forgive her.”