"In the third year of his exile in Lingnan, Shen Qingxian learned one thing among the dead: the lives of good people are worthless. At first, her father was an upright official, but in the end he was accused of "collaborating with the enemy". All the men in the family were beheaded, and the women were sent to the Jiaofangsi. On the day she escaped from the Jiaofangsi, she scratched her face with a tile with her own hands. Three years later, Xiao Yan, the most powerful official in the capital, visited Lingnan. Local officials presented numerous beauties, but when he came, he pointed to the thin figure with a scarred face in the corner: "It's her. "Shen Qingxian slowly raised his head, his eyes calm. The man Bai Ling failed to strangle is now back with a knife.
