I dressed as the stand-in for Bai Yueguang, the tyrant who died young. According to the plot, I should have been tortured and killed.
>The original owner had her nails pulled out alive because she was not like Bai Yueguang, but I used modern vocal techniques to perfectly reproduce her voice in front of the tyrant.
>The crimson in the tyrant's eyes faded, and he tremblingly touched the bruise on my neck: "Call me again... Sister."
>I lowered my eyes and acted meek, but sneaked into the study at night to peek at the memorial.
>Until one night when an assassin attacked, the moment the tyrant was assassinated, I could instinctively break the opponent's wrist.
>His blood-stained sword edge was pressed against my throat: "Who are you?"
>I pointed the tip of my hairpin directly at his heart: "Why are there photos of my past life hidden in the secret room of your study?"
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