Synopsis
She's an outlier in the modern music world. She risked her life to play a forbidden masterpiece, but blood spattered the strings, and her soul crossed over to the Three Kingdoms era.
When she woke, she had become Xiao Qiao, the second daughter of the Qiao family of Lujiang. By the riverside, a mysterious man rescued her from the water. The battle scar on his wrist burned hot, resonating with the begonia-shaped birthmark in her palm. He left behind an outer robe embroidered with a hidden “Zhou” pattern, disappeared into the night, and left her with just one sentence: “It's you.”
But the chaos of the era gave her no time to catch her breath. The Sun family was forcing her into marriage, the granaries were running low, and Lu Ningwan's calming tea concealed a slow-acting poison... The fragmentary score of “Begonia of Nine Lifetimes” was somehow tied to the old wound on Zhou Yu's wrist and the secret hidden in her bloodline.
He said they were bound together across nine lifetimes. He said that in this life, he would be the one to seek her out.
But Cao Cao's hundred-thousand-strong army was closing in, assassins from the Soul Pavilion were watching from the shadows, and a rift in time and space was tearing open overhead. Her modern identity, her rewritten cycle of reincarnation, and the lingering obsession of her elder sister, Da Qiao, which had endured for a thousand years, were dragging everyone into a deadly game of fate.
The zither sounds, the begonias fall. This time, she no longer wants to be the one protected from behind.
Nine lifetimes of reincarnation, all for one word: “you.”
Three lifetimes of watching over each other, yet in the end, just an outsider's game.
When the strings snapped and her memories returned, she finally realized...
This redemption spanning a thousand years was never one person's destiny alone.
The plot is compact, the plot is solid, and the relationship between the male and female protagonists is delicate and not procrastinating. Although there are time-travel routines, the characters are three-dimensional and the ancient prose skills are acceptable. It is worth reading.