An Lingrong, who died after swallowing apricots, returned to the eve of the draft.
In this life, she hid her singing voice and ambition, only using perfume and embroidery as a shield, walking on thin ice amidst Zhen Huan's suspicion and the queen's murderous plot.
He atones for his sins to protect his close friends, burns incense to break the conspiracy, but ends up in the aftermath of the queen's murder.
The moment the palace drank the fake death wine——
The sins of her past disappeared with smoke, and in the apricot rain in Jiangnan, she finally gave her name back to herself.
