Qing Poetry and Two Dynasties

[Two protagonists + no cp + relatively drawn + not a traditional cultivator] Wen Qingyi, a child who grew up in love, shrank again and again in his hometown, and became the stepping stone of the original Tianbang. The glory and faults of the past were beyond the ability of a party that seemed to outsiders to be propped up by pills. Wen Shishu was a little unlucky person who had been miserable since she was a child. The successive deaths of her parents made her escape from her original life. Her family's company was occupied. She was enthusiastically adopted by a small town without any relatives to adopt her. She became famous and founded a small law firm. She died suddenly while helping others to establish a company. "You create your own roads. All in all, there are benefits." "You're here to redeem someone." "What's the difference between doing this and kidnapping!" "Is there any violation of regulations? Is it a serious operation? Where is the license?" Wen Shishu wanted to use the law to suppress "them" but it was not effective. Without bodily redemption she was thrown into the body of the person to be redeemed. "This one starts literally from the roots..." Wen Qingyi, who was in the alert period when he approached her step by step seemingly deliberately, did not take any action, as if he had dug up something about her secretly? After the bracelet appeared, it was like a script that had been written, identifying the owner. The moment she put it on, she gained her own five senses. "Who are you anyway?" "Why do you look like me when you appear?" Wen Qingyan's performance was perfect, pretending to be confused... "Follow me as a disciple?" "Yeah." "I can't teach." "I won't give you anything either!"