The Ancestress Is Truly Unstoppable

Author: Yan Xiaomo

As a minor actress with real talent but unable to make a name for herself, Song Ci stumbled and fell on the way to an audition. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transformed into a fabulously wealthy, idle old matron simply passing her days in leisure. Song Ci was utterly bewildered by this turn of events—how could she possibly accept such a bizarre script for her life? Still, since she had already crossed over, she might as well play her part. After all, as the old saying goes: life is but a stage, and all depends on one's acting skills.

The Ancestress Is Truly Unstoppable

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Chapter One: Reborn as the Ancestor

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"The Dowager's luck is truly too thin—why couldn't she hold on at such a critical moment? The mother of the newly appointed Prime Minister, a noblewoman of the highest rank, enjoying such honor and prestige, and now, just as her days of fortune begin, she collapses like this."

"Don't speak nonsense. The Dowager's blessings are as boundless as the Eastern Sea—she will get better."

"But Sister Hongyu, it's been a whole day and night, and the Dowager still hasn't woken up. What if she can't make it through..."

"Shut your mouth!" The woman called Hongyu scolded in a low voice, "Are you courting death? If Madam or the others hear you, no one will be able to save you."

"I—I don't mean to curse the Dowager. I'm just afraid that we maids will have nowhere to turn. Sister Hongyu, I'm scared."

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Hongyu let out a long sigh. Who wasn't afraid? At their age, just the right time for marriage, yet they hadn't been matched to anyone. If the Dowager passed away, let alone marriage, even as her close-serving maids, they might not keep their lives.

Behind a sandalwood screen carved with cranes and birthday wishes, Song Ci opened a pair of murky eyes, blankly staring at the plain blue canopy above her head. She listened to the conversation outside, digesting scattered fragments of the original owner's memories.

After a while, she finally moved her cracked lips and muttered a low curse.

"Damn