Bai Mifan

In her previous lifetime, Jiang Peihuan was set up by a jerk and died a terrible death. Not only that but even her entire family was annihilated.

After becoming eighteen again, she was still the same proud woman who felt no lesser than any other man.

Her fiance didn't want to marry her because he thought she was an embarrassment. He came over to call off the engagement and decided to marry her cousin instead.

Everyone laughed at her, but she was pleased with the outcome. "Give me 100,000 taels of gold, and I will agree to it."

After the wedding was called off, rumors that she was abandoned by her husband were spread in the capital city. Since she couldn't become a consort in Huainan, it'd be difficult for her to get married to anyone else.

To everyone's surprise, a noble lord stepped forward. "What's wrong with marrying her?"

The dreams of many young women were shattered, but Jiang Peihuan decisively turned the offer down.

He was the jerk's uncle, a member of the royal family. He might seem like a noble person, but he had a cruel disposition in reality.

She swore to exact revenge on her enemies from her past life and to protect her family. She wanted nothing to do with the royal family.

However, one day, she still ended up becoming the lord's consort who was envied by all.

By the time Jiang Peihuan realized what had happened, she fumed at the man who lay next to her. ""Xiao Nanye, did you trick me?""

Lord Xiao Nanye, who had always been decisive in his actions, couldn't help but laugh at the sight of his consort throwing a tantrum.

He spoke to her in a soft voice, "Please forgive me. You're the only woman I want in this lifetime."

Night of the Divorce! A Proud Lady Was Forced to Marry the Emperor's Uncle

Although Chang An was Jiang Changbai's attendant, he had many other tasks to perform daily, so he was shocked to see Jiang Changbai returning home covered in injuries.

"Stop shouting. Go get a basin of water."

Upon seeing Jiang Peihuan, Chang An quickly showed his respect.

Jiang Peihuan walked to the bedside where Jiang Changbai was lying face down, his upper body bare. His back was riddled with horrific whip scars, many of which were bleeding.

Despite looking pale, Jiang Changbai was still conscious. Seeing Jiang Peihuan standing by the bed, he chuckled weakly, "Huan Er, why are you here?"

"If elder brother can still laugh, the injuries must not be too severe."

"Eldest Miss, you must be joking. Young Master's wounds won't heal for at least a few weeks."

Before Jiang Changbai could respond, Chang An, who had just brought in a basin of water, couldn't help but chime in.

You Can't Marry Her