In her previous life, Shen Zhao, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei, devoted herself heart and soul to the Earl of Cheng'en's household, only to be poisoned by the eldest son, despised by the second, and forced to drink poison by her youngest daughter.
Given a second life, Shen Zhao decides to live for herself alone.
Faced with a musk-scent scheme by a concubine, the eldest son's moral blackmail, and her daughter's lovesick foolishness, Shen Zhao flips the table without hesitation.
She makes the concubine carrying another man's child drink pregnancy-preserving medicine. "If the baby dies, I'll take the blame."
Then she tosses the marquisate's accounts to the eldest son. "Pay for your mistress and bastard yourself."
On the day her daughter elopes, Shen Zhao opens the ancestral hall and publicly disowns her.
Just as everyone is calling her heartless, an urgent report arrives from the frontier: the young guard she casually rescued is none other than the Prince Regent, who has led his iron cavalry to raze the censor's residence that slandered her.
Xiao Lin takes her hand, its nails painted red. "Zhaozhao, I've been playing this game alongside you for ten years. When will you give me a title?"
I can't bear to watch it, it's frustrating