When the residual warmth of a drop of poisonous wine still lingers in her throat, Chen Huiyi is already standing at a fork in the road of fate. The rain knocked on the window, like the echo of crying in her previous life. She opened her eyes and saw her eighteen-year-old self, quietly surrounded by a conspiracy.
The mansion in early summer is like a beautiful cage. Liu's smile is as gentle as spring water, but it hides murderous intent; Liu Jincheng's eyes are like catkins in the wind, soft and erratic, but in fact they are careful every step of the way. Chen Huiyi fell into a gentle trap set by her stepmother, and all her former relatives became pawns. She was once the lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but now she looks at the situation with a cold eye and vows to make a comeback.
The turning point of fate began at that luncheon. The lake blue skirt fluttered slightly in the wind. She no longer escaped the fate of "falling into the water", but took advantage of the situation to rise up and fight against the enemy. When rumors spread, she used her wits to break the situation; where power and intrigue intertwined, she used her heart as a blade. However, every counterattack is like a phoenix with broken wings. She struggles between revenge and self-preservation, getting further and further away.
If rebirth is redemption, is the price worth it? When the truth emerges, can she still remember her original self? In this beautiful and deep palace, who can truly escape unscathed?
