Cui Shiyi died.
She died that day: the day Zhou Shengchen was flayed alive.
But when she opened her eyes, she had become Li Peiyi, an orphan from the Prince Duan's manor in the Tang dynasty.
On the Lantern Festival night when she was nine, her entire family was slaughtered. She was the only one left.
She should have been the gentlest little disciple in the Southern Chen Prince's manor, someone who couldn't even bear to step on an ant.
Fifteen years.
She lived in his place, killed seven people for him, and avenged a grudge that wasn't even hers.
No one knew that the gentle, harmless county princess called out “Master” to the moon every night.
She thought he was dead.
Until the woman inhabiting her body in another time and place told her:
He was still alive.
Meanwhile, in Great Zhou.
Li Peiyi transmigrated into Cui Shiyi's body and kicked open the prison door on the eve of the execution, saving Zhou Shengchen.
But she never expected that the woman using her body could endure more, fight harder, and suffer far more than she did...
“She couldn't even bear to step on an ant, yet she killed seven people for me.”
After a long silence, Zhou Shengchen said only one thing:
“She grew up. But my heart aches for her even more.”
Two timelines, two women, lives exchanged.
One avenges the other; the other protects her.
When the moon rises, they know:
Somewhere else, there is someone living well on their behalf.
