When a woodcutter's blade cleaved through the morning mist, Yun Luoxue awoke on an unfamiliar earthen bed. Before her was the back of a man dressed in coarse cloth, and the rice jar by the stove was so empty it could reflect her face. She had once been the daughter of a prime minister, but now she was a farmer's wife in a poor, remote village. Fate felt like one absurd joke, but she refused to believe in it.
New to her surroundings, she found barren fields and a home stripped bare. Her husband, Ye Xuanchen, spoke coldly, her brother-in-law, Ye Hongjian, wore a complicated expression, and the neighbor, Madam Wang, gossiped like the wind. Yet Yun Luoxue took root in the barren soil like a wild weed. With ingenuity, she improved the farm tools, used memories from her previous life to brew fruit wine and dry vegetables, and brought color and bustle to their days. And her husband, seemingly cold but actually devoted and cunning, slowly let down his guard in the face of her warmth and resilience.
But sweetness in life always comes with a bitter price. Every step forward took her across a path strewn with gossip and scars that had yet to heal. Ye Hongjian's stubbornness, Madam Wang's misunderstandings, and the villagers' disdain for those of lower status wound around her like vines. But Yun Luoxue put no faith in tears, only in her own hands. She used her wits to break through trouble and her sincerity to win people over, piecing a nearly shattered household back together into a warm home.
When smoke rose from the chimney once more, who would remember the couple who had once been drenched by wind and rain? They watered the land with their sweat and rebuilt each other's lives with love. But if prosperity ever returned, would she still remember the humble beginnings that took root in the soil?
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