A Coadjuvante é Excessivamente Bela
O príncipe de posição elevada e grande poder, o marquês de porte nobre e elegante, o jovem campeão de talento excepcional, o general de reputação ilustre — todos eles, que eram os maridos mais invejados pelas donzelas da capital, foram, um após o outro, esposos de Jiang Zhuo. Mas, infelizmente, sem a proteção de sua família, Jiang Zhuo, apesar de sua beleza, passou a vida como escrava e concubina, sem um bom fim. As flores de maio desabrochavam exuberantes no templo budista, e o incenso perfumado pairava no ar, induzindo ao sono. Despertando assustada de um sonho em que zombava de si mesma por ter recebido um papel secundário, Jiang Zhuo percebeu que havia renascido sete dias antes da queda de sua família. Aceitar o destino? Isso jamais! Nesta nova vida, Jiang Zhuo decidiu não mais depositar suas esperanças em homens. De funcionária da corte, a princesa de condado, e depois a princesa de distrito, Jiang Zhuo tomou uma decisão: mesmo sendo coadjuvante, ela viveria com clareza, com brilho e com verdadeiro conteúdo!
A Coadjuvante é Excessivamente Bela
Jiang Zhuo had long ago realized that she was not the protagonist of her own world; that role belonged to Shen Guan Zhi.
When had this begun? Jiang Zhuo pondered in a haze. It must have happened many times.
The first was when she smiled and listened to Shen Guan Zhi recount how she outwitted her sisters at home.
The second was when Jiang Zhuo, whose family had been confiscated, watched from the back courtyard as Shen Guan Zhi married her former fiancé in a grand ceremony.
The third was now: Jiang Zhuo, gravely ill and near death, lay on her bed as the old woman by the door gossiped about the new emperor’s impending coronation, and how the newly appointed empress was the eldest daughter of the Shen family.
“Cough, cough, cough!”
Jiang Zhuo could not help but fall into another fit of coughing.
She clutched, then unfolded, the yellowed old handkerchief, now stained with fresh blood, vivid as azaleas.
“…What a harbinger of death, coughing her life away—such a nuisance,”
The old woman at the door covered her nose and mouth, cast a disdainful glance at Jiang Zhuo, and closed the door, continuing her idle chatter with the servants outside.
“They say this Empress Shen was quite something back in the day…”
Outside, the night rain fell ceaselessly, and had for over three months.
Jiang Zhuo, once counted among the twin beauties of the capital alongside Shen Guan Zhi, was now little more than a shadow of her former self, her beauty ruined by a jagged scar that marred her delicate features, making her appearance
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