"Why did sister want to humiliate me in public?" Su Yurou fell down on the blue bricks of the ancestral hall. The moment my plain white cuffs were torn by me, the cinnabar mole on her wrist was dazzling under the candlelight. Amidst the uproar in the whole house, I stared at the flash of panic in her pupils - this reincarnation happened three days earlier than in the previous life, enough for me to mix crane crown red into the rouge of her forged palace sand.
