"Princess, do you know that rebirth is a curse of living toward death?"
On the spring night of the 30th year of Yonghe's reign, Shen Heshu breathed his last under the poison of poison.
After ten years of infatuated love, the whispers between her husband Xu Zhiyuan and her cousin Bai Yujiao were mixed with the smell of blood and poured into her throat. It was not until she died that she saw clearly that the "Heart Nourishing Drink" contained 3,600 days of chronic poison.
When he opened his eyes again, the fourteen-year-old Princess Ji'an, with her green hair still intact, was breaking into the gold and enamel bracelet that Bai Yujiao had given privately to a mysterious person. This evidence, which was supposed to appear five years later, actually became a talisman in advance.
She was reborn with the memories of her past life and vowed to tear apart all conspiracies, but she encountered the most dangerous variable: Xie Zhaolin, the supervisor of the trial department. The rumored cold-blooded and sinister powerful minister is now still a young man with a high ponytail. A cinnabar mole at the end of her eye is as bright as crying blood. The tip of a black iron wolf hair pen picks up the hairpin on her temples: "When the princess uses the Bai family's secrets to hide from people, she looks very much like the masked girl who saved me in the fire three years ago."
The twin case files slowly unfold——
The poisonous wine at the Royal Banquet hides the old grudges of White Deer Academy twelve years ago, the nursery rhyme of Zhuque Street predicts the courtiers who will bleed from all their orifices, and the secret letters of collaborating with the enemy emerge from the war in the north... And she gradually discovers that Xie Zhaolin, under the false identity of eunuch, bears the blood feud of annihilating the family, "If Shen Heshu hadn't destroyed the family, you should have been my wife."
He taught her to use mechanisms to calculate people's hearts, and she took him to know all kinds of herbs and eliminate thousands of poisons.
When the enamel bracelet on the white jade wrist is branded with the seal of the Beirong King, when Xie Zhaolin's cinnabar mole on the end of his eye turns into the key to breaking the formation, in this chess game centered on mountains and rivers, the sharpest knife turns out to be the silver needle she left behind under the apricot tree ten years ago.
Xu Zhiyuan wants your life, Lu Zhengnan wants power, and I only want you.
