On the night she transmigrated, Su Wanyi stumbled upon a secret chamber where black blood seeped from a stone pillar, and the character for “sin” crawled across it, surrounded by the crimes of the Shen family’s generations. Poisoned darts from the Censorate, the iron hooves of the northern frontier, and the forbidden tattoo on her husband’s neck: every conspiracy was tied to the next. She joined forces with her children to break the deadlock: silver needles exposed a soul-devouring poison, a wolf-headed sword cleaved through the fog, and a child’s golden light revealed the skeletal faces of court officials.
The young emperor handed her a wolf-headed lantern, and a skull pattern suddenly appeared inside his sleeve. Was the vermilion ink on the decree of guilt actually ground from the Shen family’s blood? As the seal cracked, she finally understood: the ten crimes laid upon them were merely debts the Shen family had borne on behalf of the world. See how this wisp of plum fragrance burns away conspiracy amid blood and fire!
