After Being Reborn as a Widow, I Found My Late Husband Had Changed Faces and Run Away

I kept vigil as a widow for Gu Changyuan for thirty years.

Just before I died, an anonymous letter fluttered onto my bed:

“He died at the age of three. The man who married you was a disguised assassin.”

“While you mourn your dead husband, he's embracing his new bride and enjoying the spring scenery.”

When I opened my eyes again, I was fifteen.

As the bridal sedan arrived at my door, I drew a pair of scissors from my sleeve:

“Hold on. Let me check the groom's face first.”