Married to the Villainous Sick and Clingy Imperial Uncle by Mo Zhi Wei
Blurb: Ning Wanwan’s greatest regret is marrying into the Eastern Palace. After being killed by her nominal husband, she learns that her benefactor is the Imperial Uncle, Si Zhan. To repay him, her soul lingers around him. She witnesses Si Zhan eliminate the Emperor, the Crown Prince, and officials, nearly destroying the Qi Song Dynasty and becoming a public enemy. When Si Zhan dies, he tightly holds her memorial tablet.
When the Crown Prince again seeks marriage, Ning Wanwan throws herself into Si Zhan’s arms: “Imperial Uncle, I’m willing to marry you.” Si Zhan, stunned, wraps her in his cloak and warns the Crown Prince: “Imperial Nephew, be careful, she is your Imperial Aunt.”
Pit Entry Hints: 1: No blood relationship between male and female leads; “Imperial Uncle” is a respectful address. 2: Pure, 1V1, sweet romance. 3: Fictional setting, female lead’s rebirth story.
Content Tags: Devoted, Rebirth, Sweet, Satisfying. Search Keywords: Characters: Ning Wanwan, Si Zhan | Supporting Characters: Si Yi, Mi Yue, Ling Ziru, Si Suo, Fu Yi | Others: Collection of ‘Earthly Official Resolves Calamity’.
Chapter 1: Rebirth
One year after Si Zhan’s ascension to the throne, Chen Yan and the Second King launched a grand uprising to “kill the tyrant and save the people.” The Chen Yan army entered Biandu without losing a single soldier, swiftly reaching the imperial city’s doorstep.
Ning Wanwan thought that if she were still alive, she would be the national disaster empress condemned by the world.
“We have waited for a long time, just for today. All those who harmed you have been killed by us, and we have overthrown the Qi Song Dynasty. Now, we can finally be at peace. If you can hear us in the underworld, walk slowly on the yellow springs road and wait for us to find you, is that not so?”
He knew she hated the Crown Prince, the imperial family, and the world’s gossip, so he used all means to ascend to the supreme position, overturning the world single-handedly for her revenge.
Ning Wanwan felt her eyes ache and dry, unable to shed tears as a remnant soul. She embraced Si Zhan’s neck, resting her head on his shoulder, watching the rebel army surge into the hall. She nodded, saying, “Good, I’ll wait for you. When alive, I was blind and married Si Yi. After death, Ning Wanwan will only be your ghost.”
“Wanwan, we have come.”
Black blood gushed from Si Zhan’s lips, dripping onto the memorial tablet in his hand. He laughed while wiping the blood-stained characters “Ning Clan.” His face grew paler, almost transparent, and his breath weakened.
Ning Wanwan’s heart felt crushed. The moment Si Zhan fell holding her memorial tablet, her remnant soul dissipated into nothingness.
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So hot! Ning Wanwan felt her body scorched, her head swollen, ears buzzing, and limbs painfully uncomfortable.
A cool sensation appeared on her forehead, relieving some heat. She heard someone say, “Madam, please don’t worry.”
“The young lady’s fever seems to be breaking.”
Was that Mama Chang’s voice?
Immediately after, she heard her grandmother’s long-missed tone.
“Mm, the fever is subsiding. Did you collect all the medicines the imperial physician prescribed?”
“They were collected long ago and are being decocted in the small kitchen.”
What were they talking about?
Ning Wanwan finally opened her heavy eyelids and saw her grandmother looking at her lovingly, her old eyes brimming with tears.
“…Grandmother?” Ning Wanwan called out with cracked lips, surprised.
A tear dropped. “Ah,” Old Lady Ning choked, tightening her grip on Ning Wanwan’s hand. “You little thing, you’ve finally awakened.”
Mama Chang wept with joy beside her: “Young Miss, you’re finally awake. You nearly scared the old madam to death.”
Feeling a sense of déjà vu, Ning Wanwan gently turned her head, observing the surroundings: a purple sandalwood carved hundred-child six-pillar bed, a rosewood cabinet, a hundred-treasure inlaid flower-and-bird screen, a lotus-like folding mirror stand, and a Buddha’s kitchen incense burner with an enshrined Guanyin.
This was… Suyu Hall, her grandmother’s bedroom.
Ning Wanwan suddenly sat up, startling Old Lady Ning and Mama Chang.
Ning Wanwan pressed her hand on Old Lady Ning’s, anxiously asking, “What’s wrong?”
Ning Wanwan looked at her grandmother’s warm hand and then up at her face. The elderly woman wore a peach-heart blue agate headband, had silver hair, bright eyes, a rosy complexion, and a dignified demeanor—her living grandmother.
Ning Wanwan touched Old Lady Ning’s face in disbelief: “How wonderful, we’re all alive.” Tears of joy streamed down her cheeks.
Old Lady Ning was stunned, pondering whether the fever had addled Ning Wanwan’s mind. Mama Chang, concerned, muttered, “Is the young miss speaking nonsense? Did the fever damage her brain?”
Ning Wanwan cried then laughed, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, the young girl buried herself in her grandmother’s embrace and cried, “Grandmother, please never leave me again, okay?”
Ning Wanwan was uncertain about what had happened, but knew she had been reborn at a time when her grandmother was still alive. This time, she would protect them both.
Moved by Ning Wanwan’s words, Old Lady Ning tearfully patted her back, comforting her: “Okay, grandmother will always be by your side.”
Though raised by her grandmother, Ning Wanwan was kind-hearted yet playful, often inseparable from Lin Yutong, who was cunning. With He’s constant attempts to sow discord, she had gradually become distant. However, after her serious illness, she surprising became close to her again, bringing some comfort to her heart.
At this moment, the head maid Fu Yi walked in, softly telling Old Lady Ning: “Madam, people from Spring Wind Pavilion have come, requesting you to preside over the situation.”
Spring Wind Pavilion was He’s courtyard.
Old Lady Ning’s expression darkened. “Presiding over the situation is false. They want me to spare that girl Lin Yutong.”
Hearing this name again, Ning Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. She lifted her head from Grandmother Ning’s embrace, her almond-shaped eyes misty, and asked in a dazed manner, “Grandmother, what happened to my second younger sister?”
Mentioning Lin Yutong made Grandmother Ning furious.
She looked at Ning Wanwan with a disappointed gaze and said painfully, “How many times have I told you that Lin Yutong and her daughter cannot be trusted? But you wouldn’t listen.”
Look, today was supposed to be your coming-of-age ceremony, with the Empress intending to bring the Crown Prince to observe it—ostensibly to observe, but actually to set your wedding date.
“But you fell into the water at this critical moment, falling from the bridge with that girl, causing you to be in a coma for half a day, with a high fever that almost ruined your health, entirely disrupting the ceremony. This incident was too coincidental. That girl must have had malicious intentions. You cannot protect her anymore.”
Coming-of-age ceremony…
Ning Wanwan suddenly froze. This time, she would absolutely not repeat her past mistakes!
Chapter 2: Reunion
In her previous life, she and Crown Prince Si Yi were betrothed from childhood. Her grandmother had cultivated her as the future Crown Prince’s wife, waiting only for her coming-of-age to set the wedding date and enter the Eastern Palace.
She naturally prepared to marry Si Yi until one year during the Lantern Festival when she was kidnapped by bandits and later rescued by a mysterious person.
Afterwards, she always thought the mysterious person was Si Yi, and from then on, she was completely devoted to marrying him.
However, after marrying Si Yi, she discovered he was not her life-saving benefactor and didn’t even like her. The jade pendant was not his either.
