After Transmigrating Into a Novel, She Become the Opposing Character’s Mother

I thought that marrying the little prince was the most correct path my father chose for me in his life.

I think that all the couples in the world are respecting each other like a guest. After all, I am so beautiful.

But I was wrong. If you say that a husband and wife who respect each other as guests are intentional, but he doesn't.

On the day of the wedding, I waited for a long time and didn't see him come in. It was obvious that the guests outside had gradually left the table. I wondered that there were no outsiders, so I picked off my hijab and walked out directly.

When I walked to the backyard, I saw the little girl wearing a blue skirt. She was named Xue Yusheng, a country girl who used to be named Xue Xiaohua.

I think, although she is a country girl, I envy her too.

Although I was born outside the family of the richest member of Confucius in the town, I am the seventh daughter in the house.

My father Confucius has been looking forward to his son until he gave birth to me. He didn't have a son, so my sisters were sent early by him and exchanged a lot of money.

He didn't seem to remember that he still had a daughter until the last of me was born.

My mother is my dad's concubine, she is loved because of her beautiful appearance, and because of this, I slept with my mother. Her appearance is also the longest among several older sisters.

So my mother suggested that I should be cultivated well so that I might be taken into the palace by the emperor.

Later I learned that when they had this plan, the first emperor was still on the throne, an old man in his forties, they wanted me to have a chance to get close to the emperor.

Later, when the emperor died and the new emperor became the throne, they even had great hopes and sent me to the most famous school in the town.

Until the end, I met Xue Xiaohua and the boy who lives next door to my house.

I like him, but he doesn't like me.

Later, my father made his own decision and designed me to marry him. I was thinking that if I can't get the person I love in my life, let me have the rights I want.

As long as I stand at the highest point, I am not afraid that I will not see him in the vast crowd.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be a disadvantage when I went out. The first person I met was her.

I was eager to show my status as a princess in front of her, but I didn't expect that my husband came while I was still telling him what the rules were.

He reprimanded me and showed respect to the little girl in front of me. This is what I hate the most. She is obviously the prince of the dynasty. Why should she be so respectful to a country girl?

He reprimanded me to return to the new house, and I sat on the edge of the bed properly and waited until the third watch before he got drunk and climbed into the bed.

I stayed up all night and sat alone by the bed waiting for him to lift my red hijab. I couldn't wait after all.

Because when I couldn’t hold back and waited for him to wake up, he had already fainted, and when I woke up again, the red hijab on my head had already slipped off, and I just fell on the bed with a backache while wearing a happy dress. .

I don't like to cry, but at this moment I can't stand it anymore, sobbing and crying on the bed.

I think that even if he doesn't love me, he can't do anything about it, because he married me and I am his princess.

I'm still imagining that as long as the two of us get along long enough, as long as he sees the shining light on me, he will definitely fall in love with me.

But what I couldn't think of was that since he married me, he rarely returned to the house, and often went to other places to open a new store in Zhangluo. The song lasted for ten days and a half. Even if he came back, he would go to Xue's house as soon as possible.

I hate the Xue family, the girl who looks better than me and born lower than me.

I also love that person silently in my heart. I watched him smile at that girl, I watched them go in and out of a pair, I watched them leave, cursing in my heart that they will never see each other again.

But what I never expected was that their three-year agreement could be honored, and the person I had been guarding never even touched a finger of me once.

Some people say that it was because the little prince did not raise it.

Only I know, that's because he doesn't have me in his heart.

What's even more hateful is that the person I used to love, he turned out to be the current saint, and the village girl I think is going to go back to the factory with him to be the empress.

So even if I am a princess, or an unhappy princess, I must surrender to her.

The king who is high above the sky and beyond my reach has become a dream in my heart that will never be forgotten.

I thought I would live a life like this plain and indifferent, and even in the end I thought he really didn't lift it.

But when he gladly accepted the princess of the neighboring country that the emperor bestowed on him, I knew that the last dream I held on was also broken.

I comforted myself that he would not touch me, and naturally he would not touch the princess of the neighboring country.

You see, even if he is a princess, he can only be a flat wife when he marries in the palace.

However, half a year later, news came that the princess of the neighboring country was pregnant.

On the night I heard the news, Ling Ding was drunk.

I learned literary and dance from the husband invited by my father since I was a child, but it was useless in the end.

Who do I read to when I write a poem?

I dance with Yue.

And he, whom I was thinking of, became the pillow of others.

Pity my father and mother, still dreaming that the little prince will one day turn to be the emperor. What they don't know is that I will never let my husband do things that betray the emperor. Of course, I don't have that ability either.

Since then, there will be no more than a happy prince and a useless princess in this world.

On the day of the birth of the little father-in-law, I seemed to see the sadness between the prince's eyebrows. I smiled lightly and told myself that it was just my illusion.

With his beautiful wife in his arms, he added another word, and broke the rumor that he didn't raise it for no reason. It can be described as a double happiness.

That evening, I passed by his study and asked: "The prince, it is not convenient for the princess. If the prince doesn't dislike it, can I go to my concubine to rest tonight?"

I saw his hand shaking with the pen, and finally nodded.

He is reluctant in every possible way, after all, I have endured him a lot.

For two whole years, I expected him to come and rest in my room for one night, not too much.

Only I know that tonight is our parting time.

I ordered the next person to prepare a table of wine and food, poured two glasses of wine, straightened up, and sat there waiting for him.

He came, I picked up the wine glass and bumped him lightly, drank it all in one go.

The strong wine entered my throat, burning my heart, and there was a sweet smell coming out of my mouth. I saw his indifferent eyes became panic, and finally it turned out to be the pain I had been waiting for for a long time.

He asked me: "Yu'er, what did you drink?"

I smiled and said: "The crown of the crane is red. The prince, the sins of the previous birth are more than guilty, if I have the next life, I will come to find you, you must not take me, how about it?"

I heard him crying in my ear, I heard him calling in my ear.

He seemed to be saying, Yuer Yuer, you misunderstood.

What else did he say later, I can't hear anymore.

I think I can finally be who I am.

——Kong Nianyu

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For Kong Nianyu’s extravaganza, I still intend to use the first person pronoun. As a cannon fodder, she cannot control her own destiny, but she has loved it too.