Once a family is destroyed, all the glories of the past become a mirror. After three years of wandering around, the widow of a wealthy businessman had no choice but to join the Jiaofangsi to make a living, where she happened to meet an "old friend".
She raised her hand silently, the silver dagger cut through the flesh and blood, and her eyes pierced into the soul.
He slightly avoided the blade, "Jiang Yu, I just want you to know that you and I stand together."
——The Tongqin plays all the old songs, and the Zhubi plots to end the blood feud. This is a story that was born in the world of mortals and is not worth mentioning.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
