In her previous life, Shen Yunshu died on her wedding night.
The poisoned wine was poured by her husband Pei Yanzhi himself, and the charge of treason was planted by her concubine Shen Yunyao. Three hundred people died in the Shen family, and Zhuque Street was stained with blood.
When she opened her eyes again, she was fifteen years old again.
In the front hall, Pei Yanzhi was coming to propose marriage, while Shen Yunyao pretended to be pitiful. Everyone was waiting to see her cry and jump into the fire pit.
Shen Yunshu walked to the front of the hall and said word by word in front of the full hall of guests: "My Shen family accepts this marriage. However, it is Shen Yunyao who will marry. The dowry will be according to the standards of the concubine's house."
The scumbag and the concubine's expressions changed on the spot. This is just the beginning. No one who has harmed her in her previous life can escape.
After resurrecting her life, her biggest golden finger is predicting her destiny. In the dilapidated temple in Nancheng, the poor scholar who was about to die of illness would win three yuan in a row and gain power - she handed him the money and saved him. In the military camp on the outskirts of Beijing, the son of a criminal who was bullied would become a wolf in the future and command a hundred thousand cavalry. She handed him the medicine and raised him.
The future chief assistant, the god of war, and the richest man in the world are all still in decline. She picked them up one by one and personally raised a group of people that no one could afford to offend.
The revenge was over, and she was about to retire after her success, but the men she had raised came to her door one by one.
Wen Run, the first assistant, contradicted the emperor for her in public in the court, turned around and asked her with red eyes: "You said you wanted me to do something for you - marry you?"
The iron-blooded God of War returned from a thousand-mile journey and knelt in front of her house: "If you don't marry, I won't get up."
The prince of the enemy country broke into the city, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed like crazy: "
