The biting chill penetrated the bone marrow along the thin bedding. Lin Wei opened her eyes in chaos. What she saw was the mottled and peeling earth wall. A dim oil lamp hung on the beam. The flame swayed, making the shadow crooked. The nose was filled with the bitter and musty smell of herbs, the throat was as dry as if it had been sandpapered, and every breath was slightly painful.
"Miss! Are you awake?" A clear voice with a cry sounded out, and the little maid in a coarse blue shirt rushed to the bedside, her eyes were red and swollen, it was the original dowry maid Chuntao.
Lin Wei opened her mouth, but no sound came out. A strange memory suddenly flooded into her mind - this is the palace of Su, the Minister of Household Affairs of the Dajing Dynasty. She is Su Jinning, the concubine of the Minister Su Mingzhe. She was sixteen years old. Her biological mother died young. She was treated harshly by her aunt Li Shi since she was a child, and she was raised in Hanxiangyuan, the most remote place in the palace. Three days ago, her sister-in-law Su Jinyao had an argument with her behind the rockery in the garden. During the argument, she pushed her into the lake. She choked on the water and fell into a coma. When she woke up, she changed her core and became Lin Wei, a doctor of botany and CEO of an agricultural company from modern times.
