"Mother, it's all the daughter-in-law's fault. Please, don't be angry anymore; don't ruin your health over this!"
The gorgeously dressed lady, Jiaojiao, spoke timidly, her words exceedingly humble.
He Tiantian: ...Huh, so this time I've reincarnated as a mother-in-law?
Have I become that kind of evil mother-in-law found in top-grade fiction? An old witch villain?
He Tiantian lowered her eyelids discreetly, slightly raising her hand to see if this body was indeed old and frail.
But what caught her eye was a fair and slender hand.
No dryness, no wrinkles, and certainly no age spots.
This body must not be too old.
He Tiantian thought about it and then realized: people got married early in ancient times.
One could marry at fifteen or sixteen, and by thirty, one could be a grandmother.
So, even with a daughter-in-law, it didn't mean this body was that of an old hag.
