[Revenge of a strong woman | Under the altar of flowers on the high mountain | Chasing his wife at the crematorium]
"What if we have to sacrifice our lives to prevent disaster?" Shen Zhiwei's voice trembled in the cold prison.
Pei Yanzhou's eyes were cold: "That's your destiny." A marriage certificate locked her in the road of trying Bai Yueguang's medicine to ward off disaster.
After three years of studying the ink to add fragrance, his love finally died out when he said, "Your eyes are too bright, not as delicate and pitiful as hers." Bai Yueguang was critically ill, so he personally offered poisonous wine: "I'll lend you some of your blood."
Shen Zhi drank with a smile, and jumped down from the tower in red clothes: "Pei Yanzhou, this fate... I will return it to you!"
At the funeral, he clutched the letter of departure she left and turned over the back - it turned out to be the death certificate of a political enemy that could subvert the court! His cold world suddenly collapsed.
Three years later, Jiangnan Salt Banquet.
Pei Yanzhou, the powerful chief minister, grabbed the wrist of the wealthy salt merchant "Yun Shuyue" and screamed like a trapped animal: "Madam..."
She pulled her hand away gracefully, with a cold look in her eyes: "Master Pei, you have admitted the wrong person. Your pitiful Bai Yueguang, who needs to be rescued from my heart-" Her red lips parted slightly, and her words were heart-wrenching: "The grass on the grave is already three feet high."
Behind the screen, a child with beautiful faces stuck his head out and said, "Mom, there is an uncle at the door who has been kneeling in the snow all night, saying that he wants to be Ah Che's new father."
Feng Xue whimpered, and the almost frozen figure outside the door knelt stubbornly in the bone-chilling cold, just begging her to look back once.
The powerful minister who once treated her like a piece of grass finally became a weakling who was tearing out his heart and bones.
