When I woke up, I was blind and mute, dressed in a coarse maid's robe, and became the humblest Atan in the Zhennan Hou Mansion. But only I know that this frail body contains the soul of Mrs. Shen Yan, the Marquis of Zhennan who fell off a cliff and died three years ago.
Lu Huaijin probably doesn't like me, but why is he pampering me, an unknown maid, in every possible way? Qianli Xunxun healed my eyes and throat. The regret and tenderness in his eyes were too real, but how could I dare to forget the biting coldness back then?
The truth behind the cliff fall is still shrouded in mystery, and the murderous intent in the dark has never stopped. Is Lu Huaijin's remorse true, or is it another carefully planned scam? I guard my childishness and hide the past. Is this redemption that comes in the name of humility a new life or another catastrophe?
The author writes so well, it's so beautiful.