The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Langhua was unaware that her uncle and aunt were already making meticulous plans for her future, and had even secretly prepared a long list for her in their minds, which they would follow one by one as she grew older.

Even if she knew, she wasn't actually afraid.

It's nothing more than the same old noblewoman act, just repeating it again.

Even if her uncles and aunts didn't say anything, she would subtly remind them when they reached a certain age.

Although she hasn't decided yet what kind of person she should marry in this life.

But there is one condition, which is crystal clear—

She wants to marry someone of higher social standing.

The only option is to marry up high, the higher the better!

She didn't want to consider someone like Sheng Hong, who, even with connections, had to start from the seventh rank to become a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations).

She doesn't look down on people from poor families.

Having read the classics and history, and gradually awakening Wang Ruofu's memories, she naturally knew that at this time in the Song Dynasty, the imperial examinations for those from humble backgrounds were at their peak, and there were many outstanding individuals from poor families.

But so what? You always have to start from the bottom.

In his previous life, Sheng Hong exhausted all the connections of the Wang family and used all his strength, but when his children came of age, they were only fifth-rank officials in the capital. Wherever they went, they had to be obsequious and act like cowards.

She is, after all, a mother.

Her children were all princes and princesses born to the Empress in her previous life.

You can't start your life as an ordinary person.

If marrying someone can give her child a better background than 90% of the people in the world, why wouldn't she do it?

She believed in all those sayings about "no pain, no gain" and "the more you suffer in your youth, the more successful you will become." In her past life, she believed them enough.

In this lifetime, all she wants to do is call them sweet.

Sweet, sweet, sweet!

May your life be sweet!

However, these grand plans for the future were often interrupted by his two younger cousins ​​as soon as they began.

Because Wang Shinian and Wang Shi'an are just too much troublemakers.

Since discovering that their new little sister wasn't as sickly as she initially seemed, but rather easy to coax and manipulate, the two grew bolder day by day.

At first, they only led Zhou Wanru to the courtyard gate to watch the ants moving house and the swallows carrying mud under the eaves when she wasn't paying attention.

After that, he would take her and run wildly through the alley, one day catching fish, the next chasing dogs, and the day after that dragging her to watch whose child was playing cat's cradle.

In short, whenever Zhou Wanru lowered her head to look at the account books, or was pulled away by the nanny to do other things, the two brothers would invariably come over on either side of her, one tugging at her sleeve and the other pulling her hand, whispering furtively:

"Sister, let's go."

"I'll take you to have some fun."

Langhua initially managed to maintain her composure.

She always thought that she wasn't a real child after all, and couldn't just be coaxed away by two little kids.

But his legs wouldn't obey him.

His eyes involuntarily revealed a look of joy.

She enjoyed going with them to see the newly formed fruit on the treetops, to find the old man selling sugar paintings at the alley entrance, to touch a litter of newborn puppies by the wall, or even just playing hide-and-seek with a group of children behind a woodpile—any of these things made her happy.

Once it happens, it will happen again.

Later, Zhou Wanru turned around and all three children in the yard disappeared without a trace.

And they would never go home until sunset, when their families were urging them to eat.

Zhou Wanru was so angry she wanted to bite her teeth.

She would always shout from the doorway, "Wang Shinian! Wang Shi'an! Get your ass back here!"

When she still couldn't see anyone, she stopped calling out, grabbed a rattan cane, and went out to look for them.

They searched and cursed all the way.

She had a loud voice and a fiery personality, so as she walked along the alley, everyone knew that Madam Zhou from the Wang family had come to take her son again.

Despite being beaten and having their buttocks swollen countless times, the two brothers remained unrepentant.

Same as usual on the second day!

As a result, Langhua became more and more lively every day.

...even a bit too lively.

That afternoon, the three children, along with some friends from the alley, ran off to play in a deserted area on the outskirts of the city.

There were a few crooked trees there, their branches growing wildly. They weren't very tall, but they were the most popular with children.

Wang Shinian and Wang Shi'an clamored to have a race to see who could climb faster.

The other children were not to be outdone. One by one, they rolled up their sleeves and kicked off their shoes, and in no time they were darting up the trees like monkeys.

Langhua stood under the tree, looking up at them, and for a moment she was also a little moved.

But where has she ever climbed a tree?

From childhood to adulthood, let alone climbing trees, even wanting to tiptoe to get a peek at the hustle and bustle outside the yard required considering whether it was in accordance with the rules.

Wang Shi'an, however, perched among the branches, waving to her and excitedly calling out, "Sister, come too!"

She hesitated for a moment, then thought for the 108th time: I'm only three years old.

Then she actually rolled up her skirt, hugged the tree trunk, and clumsily shuffled upwards.

She was small with short arms and legs, so she crawled very slowly at first.

But the tree wasn't tall, and the children were up there teaching her repeatedly:

"Step here!"

"Grab it over there!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Langhua has always been quick to learn, and she actually managed to climb up.

She breathed a long sigh of relief when she finally sat down on a fairly sturdy branch.

A spring breeze blows across the face, and the sky appears exceptionally vast and blue.

She felt as if the wind had blown right through her chest, making her feel incredibly light and carefree.

However, this lighthearted feeling didn't last very long.

After the children got tired of looking at the scenery from the tree, they started clamoring to play other games.

Soon, one by one, they clung to the tree trunk like monkeys and slid down.

She was the only one left in the tree.

Several children below were looking up at her.

"Little sister, why aren't you coming down yet?"

Langhua remained silent.

Then silence.

She looked down and her legs went weak.

When we came up, we were so focused on climbing forward that we didn't even think about how to get down.

She was already short, and now, looking down from her vantage point, the ground below seemed even farther away.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "...I can't."

There was a moment of silence under the tree.

Immediately afterwards, the group of children were thrown into chaos.

"Huh? My little sister can't get down from the tree?"

"Quickly, quickly, bring the hay!"

"Don't let her jump on the ground; she'll get hurt!"

So a few people ran to collect hay, while others below stretched out their hands, busy as could be.

Wang Shinian was sweating profusely with anxiety. He looked up at her and shouted, "Don't be afraid, little sister! There's a mat underneath! Close your eyes and jump, I'll catch you!"

Langhua looked down at the pile of hay that had been barely stacked up, and then at the group of children below who were not much older than her. She wondered if they could handle it.

But hanging it on a tree isn't a good solution.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, aimed at the haystack, and jumped down.

Fortunately, the grass underneath was thick, and a few children nearby reached out to block the fall, so he only ended up covered in grass clippings and mud and wasn't seriously injured.

As soon as they landed, Wang Shi'an rushed over.

"Little sister! Are you alright?"

A group of children had just helped her up from the haystack. Langhua found it amusing and smiled. Just as she was about to say that she was alright, she heard a familiar voice coming from afar.

"Wang Shinian! Wang Shi'an!"

The three children froze.

Zhou Wanru, carrying a rattan cane, charged aggressively from the other end of the dirt road.

But after getting closer, they froze.

He stared blankly at Langhua, his expression somewhat indescribable.

She was originally fair-skinned and chubby, and no matter how you looked at her, she looked like a little fairy under the tutelage of Guanyin Bodhisattva...

After being led astray by that brat for the past two months, her skin has darkened, she has a few wisps of dry grass stuck in her hair, her face is filthy, and her skirt is torn.