He Is Marrying an Equal Wife, and I Am Slowly Ceasing to Love Him

Seven years ago, I gave up everything to elope with Xie Qingyuan, a poor scholar from a humble family. Seven years later, having risen to power as an influential official, he despised me for growing old and unattractive. He slapped me across the face for the sake of a clay figurine given to him by his sweetheart, and even tried to force me to become his concubine. At an imperial banquet, unaware that I was carrying his child, he handed me poison with his own hands and said, "It's just a decoy anyway. Consider it helping me coax Ah Mei." I drank it in one gulp, determined to get a divorce. When we met again, I was the long-lost only daughter of the Princess Royal, noble and peerless. The wh...