Shen Zhiyi is the number one miracle doctor in the capital, but he is also the canary in the palm of Regent Xiao Wujin, a gentle and gentle substitute who looks exactly like his late wife.
In the past three years, he gave her endless glory, but also gave her bone-chilling coldness.
He forced her to wear gentle old clothes, learn her handwriting, and even took her to worship that woman on her birthday.
He watched with cold eyes as she was framed and humiliated and sent her into a desperate situation with his own hands, just for one sentence: "After all, your eyes are not as pure as hers."
She drank the blood feud and the suffering of the substitute one by one.
Until that day, fire engulfed the tall building and burned away her last trace of nostalgia. Everyone said that Shen Zhiyi died without any bones left.
At this time, the powerful and cold-hearted regent went crazy.
He traveled all over Jiuzhou, looking for an impossible figure, and murmured to himself: "When Zhiyi comes back, I will give you my life."
Many years later, in the gentle rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, a female doctor hung a pot to help the world, and was treated tenderly by her beloved people.
Xiao Wujin knelt in front of her with red eyes, his usually noble head humbled into the dust: "Yiyi, come home with me."
The woman just smiled indifferently and handed the warm medicinal soup to the man beside her. Her voice was as distant as the wind: "Sir, you have recognized the wrong person."
[In the early stage, he was tortured until his liver trembled, and in the later stage, he chased his wife to the crematorium until her bones were shattered and her ashes were thrown away. The male protagonist does not change, HE.
