Shu Wan, the most outstanding daughter of a high-status family from a feudal dynasty, travels a thousand years into the future, becoming the new lady of the Fu family in the capital.
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Her husband in name has gone overseas to explore markets, leaving behind a rebellious son whose name resounds throughout the capital.
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Upon first meeting, the rebellious son speeds past on a motorcycle with his silver-white hair flying, "Isn't that my stepmother who's 6 years older than me? Skinny arms and legs, but with grand ambitions."
Before he finishes, Shu Wan leaps up and plucks him off the motorcycle with one hand, "Watch your mouth."
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Fu Yang is consistently at the bottom of his grade, especially with his Chinese language scores never passing 50.
Shocked by his atrociously written exam papers, Shu Wan asks, "Are you even Chinese?"

Fu Yang is defiant, "Aren't you a dimwitted academic failure yourself, what right do you have to criticize me?"

Yet the next second, as Shu Wan smoothly writes down 'Ancient Prose Paragon' with a brush, it's Fu Yang's turn to be astonished.

Isn't she a walking dictionary?
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Fu Siyu returns from his overseas expansion earlier than expected, thinking he would come home to chaos.

However, upon entering the door, he sees the usually defiant Fu Yang sitting obediently practicing his calligraphy with a perfect score exam paper beside him.

And his reputedly timid wife, in a sleek black high-slit dress, confidently struts to the music, drawing the attention of everyone.

But none of that is the focal point. The focus is on Fu Siyu's gaze, sharp as a knife, directed toward the dance partner's hand resting on Shu Wan's lower back, "Let go."

Note: The son is not the biological child of the male lead.

Qianqing Palace was bathed in everlasting light from the palace lanterns, shrouded in drifting incense smoke.


Palace Attendants held the secret message with both hands, moving cautiously along the walls to the inner hall, knowing well that His Majesty favored quiet and commanded tremendous authority; none dared to make the slightest mistake.


"Your Majesty, here's the secret message from Wen Yu, the Ministry of Revenue."


A deep voice arose from behind the screen, laden with the sway of an autocratic Emperor, so heavy it made breathing seem too loud.


Chief Eunuch Huang Bing stepped forward to take the message, placing it just to the left and above the Emperor's hand, for easy sighting right after he finished reading the petitions.


"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Which Consort's palace shall you rest in tonight?"


With the hour approaching 7 p.m., Huang Bing found an opportunity to cautiously inquire.


Chapter 481 - Chapter 272: Supreme Jade