[Ancient Proverbs + House Strategy + Suspenseful Detectives] On his wedding day, with the red candles shining brightly, he lifted his hijab, and what he saw was the face that was longing for him.
She is the female steward of Buzhuang, smart and smart, and she falls in love with him at first sight; he is the eldest son of the Xu family, superficially playboy, but in reality he has troubles in his heart. A marriage was granted, but she was asked to marry as his legitimate daughter and become his "wife".
On their wedding night, there was a fake mole between her eyebrows and a strand of silk on his sleeve. They are obviously the same person, but they pretend to be strangers.
The tribute Yun Jin was lurked with a murderous intention, and an old case involved a huge secret. The sound of the loom cannot weave the bloody truth; the undercurrents are surging, and the enemies who are watching eagerly cannot be hidden. The survivors of that year have returned incognito, and the coveters are sharpening their knives, and the deepest betrayal may be right next to your pillow.
When the truth surfaced inch by inch, they discovered that this substitution marriage was never an accident. Everyone is a chess piece, and the hand holding the chess is secretly sneering.
The silk and satin are gorgeous, but they are woven with white bones; the human heart is unpredictable, and only when you cut it open can you see the color of blood.
