Gu Hua was raised by her concubine-born mother since childhood, all for the sake of helping her legitimate sister secure favor.

Her legitimate sister and brother-in-law were deeply in love—when they were done toying with her, she was left to die.

Only on the brink of death did she learn: she was actually the true-born daughter.

Reborn on the night she was to be gifted to her brother-in-law, the duke returned victorious from war.

He heard that his son’s little sister-in-law had beautiful calligraphy and invited her to the study to assist with ink.

The entire household was shocked—Duke Yong, who had never had a woman in his life and wouldn’t even let a female mosquito near him,

from that day on spent every day and night studying in the study with tireless diligence.

No one knew that in the dead of night, when all was quiet, the duke would clutch her waist and only release her at the third watch of the night.

Duke Yong had spent half his life on the battlefield and had stayed at home for less than a month in twenty years—yet now, he didn’t take a single step outside for over a month.

One morning, the legitimate sister came to pay her respects to the duke, only to see the concubine-born sister emerge from the study,

eyes sultry, hair tousled—this was a room no one was usually allowed to enter.

Soon after, Duke Yong grandly held a wedding banquet. Though it was for taking a concubine, the event was as lavish as marrying a wife of equal status.

A woman clad in splendid, noble red robes smiled as she placed red envelopes in the hands of the kneeling stepson and stepdaughter-in-law.

She said gently, “Dear sister, good children—this is a little red packet from your concubine-mother.”

She raised her banner, reclaimed her rightful identity, and made the cheating couple fall from grace and die miserable deaths.

Three months later, Duke Yong died in battle, and all his servants were granted freedom.

Gu Hua had calculated that if she got pregnant before his death, she’d inherit a large sum and finally gain her freedom.

From then on, the sky would be the limit.

Who would have thought that after giving birth to a son, the duke only grew more vigorous and full of life?

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