Modern forensic pathologist Lin Zhaoxue drops dead while examining evidence from a family massacre. When she opens her eyes, she has become a concubine-born daughter forced into a proxy marriage.
Beneath the wedding canopy, the groom's boots are still stained with fresh blood. The victim from her last case in her previous life had died in exactly the same way.
Desperate to find a way back, she is forced to team up with the Imperial Brocade Guard's Xie Yanzhi to solve bizarre cases:
Acrylic dye, a product of modern textile technology, is found in her legitimate elder sister's sachet;
The scrap of paper clutched in the hand of a charred corpse in the ancestral hall is part of an autopsy report she never finished writing;
The inscription on a bronze artifact at the bottom of a well bears the microscopic engraving “LZX-2050,” her forensic ID.
With every case she solves, her fingertips grow a little more transparent. The day the tenth case is solved will be the day her soul vanishes.
Xie Yanzhi holds his sword to her heart. “The rib fractures in the original owner's body are exactly like those of the woman you cut open. Forensic pathologist Lin, who are you really?”
It's good to read, and I like novels with themes like this. The heroine is not a love brain, and she doesn't have her own space. The novels that rely purely on IQ and knowledge are the most enjoyable. Five-star praise [I learned it] [I learned it] [I learned it]
The story is novel, the description is delicate, and the rhythm is tight. It is worthy of attention.