(A lively, cheerful, radiant heroine × a gentle, refined gentleman of a hero)
Huai Xiangyu died at fourteen.
For three or four years, she ran between her rented room and school, saving money from odd jobs to pay for her education and medical bills. Just when she’d finally scraped together enough for tuition, she died suddenly from overwork on the eve of the new school term.
Well, at least she wouldn’t have to suffer through studying anymore.
Who knew that when she opened her eyes again, she’d become Huai Xiangyu, the legitimate daughter of the Huai Prime Minister’s household?
They had the same name, but completely different lives. This one had loving parents, power and status, and had grown up pampered in the palm of their hands.
Well, at least she wouldn’t have to suffer through life anymore.
She hadn’t even had time to smile before finding out that the original Huai Xiangyu had been framed and killed.
This was bad. Some evil scoundrels are out to get me!
And she had none of the original owner’s memories. To avoid being tied to a pillar and burned alive by some ritualist, she had no choice but to pretend she’d lost her memory. She’d planned to live well in the original owner’s place, see if she could uncover the truth behind her drowning, (os: This is really asking a lot, considering the original owner was the powerful and influential daughter of the Huai Prime Minister! And she still got framed!) and then enjoy life in peace (crossed out) study hard and do right by the original owner. But then
One by one, the powerful nobles of the court started gravitating toward her. Today she gets dragged into a palace scandal, tomorrow she’s caught up in the princes’ struggle for the throne, and the day after that she’s entangled in another conspiracy.
Huai Xiangyu couldn’t help sighing. Being a young lady of a great family is hard work...
