[Time Travel + House Fighting and Palace Fighting + Machiavellian Strategy]
In the 21st century, Lin Jingyuan, the only daughter of a medical family, stayed up all night to write her doctoral thesis + died suddenly from fatigue after a 16-hour operation. She traveled back in time to the third daughter of the Lin family, who had the same name, surname, and great beauty, but was framed to death by her eldest sister.
Lin Jingyuan looked at the brightly lit place in the main courtyard, with a sneer on her lips, and murmured: "Since I borrowed your life to be reborn, I will collect the life I owe you; I will collect the debt I owe you. Concubine of the Lin family? What's wrong with the concubine? From today on, I am the master!"
The corners of Mo Mingyin's lips curled up in a cold arc, and his eyes swept across the chessboard, landing on a seemingly isolated black stone in the northwest corner: "An abandoned stone can have the power to break a wrist and backfire? Interesting. Keep an eye on her, this woman... May be an excellent wedge to pry up this wallflower in the Lin Mansion." With a flick of his fingertips, the black stone was firmly embedded in a seemingly unbreakable gap in the heart of the white chess piece.
"The storm is about to rise."
