[Transmigration + no romance + slice of life + adopting a son + money and power make life sweet] [A touch of ensemble cast] When I was an assassin at the Floating Life Pavilion, I fell in love with a scholar.
He ground my ink and did my brows, promising that once he passed the imperial exams, he would send an eight-palanquin bridal sedan to bring me home.
Later, the Floating Life Pavilion hacked him to death in front of a thatched cottage, and his blood soaked the book of poetry he had given me.
I ruined my face with my own dagger, returned to that hell, and lay low for five years before finally taking the pavilion master's head.
But as I sat upon the bloodstained seat of power, I saw him, the man who should have been dead for five years, emerge from behind a secret door with a smile.
“Ah Yan, I really must thank you for finding all the pieces of the Canghai Heart Sutra your parents left behind for me.”
