In her previous life, she was mismarried, suffered a lot of neglect, and was eventually pushed into a dry well. On the verge of death, the cuff of the stretched out hand was embroidered with the black cloud pattern of the Prince Regent's Palace. Reborn three years ago, on the eve of her birthday, she intercepted the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had been unsigned every year, turned around and looked into his deep eyes. He said in a hoarse voice: "Your life is what I owe you in my previous life. I will pay it back slowly in this life - provided that you don't marry him again." Extremely forbearing affection, two-way redemption, and you will live up to it in this life.
