After Killing Her Husband, She Attacked the Brother-In-Law of the Hou Family.

On the night of the wedding at the Marquis Mansion of Jing'an, the prince vomited blood and died. The happy bride Shu Yixiao was thrown into the firewood shed by Mrs. Hou, and a seven-day death date was set for her to be buried. She dragged her wounded body out of the prison, and at the critical moment she ran into Wen Jin, the second son of the family, a well-known playboy in the capital and a bastard who was despised by everyone. Behind the rockery, under the moonlight, she deliberately tore her clothes and threw herself into his arms to ask for help, but he grabbed her chin and exposed her coldly: "Sister-in-law is so scheming." He was not drunk from beginning to end. She is not stupid inside or out. She exchanged Madam Hou's secret of poisoning her concubine for his protection. He kissed her in front of Madam Hou and erased her from the burial list in a ridiculous scene of "drunk confession of mistaken identity". She became the humble widowed girl in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion, and he was the sharp lone wolf in the dark night hidden outside the mourning hall. It's just a cooperative relationship, she is his sword and he is her shield. On the surface, she cries and makes people feel pitiful, but on the other hand, she will send her enemies to hell without any hesitation. He seems to be carefree and carefree, leaning on the red and green trees, but in reality he is playing chess by lamplight and taking every step of the way. A secret kiss during a forbidden period, a secret meeting on a rockery, taboos are like fire cooking oil, every step closer is doomed. But this heart, the more taboo it is, the more it falls. She thought this was just a deal where each got what he wanted, but in the shadow of the sword, she glimpsed the tenderness in his eyes that couldn't be dispelled. He thought that everything would be fine if he kept a sharp knife, but he didn't expect that this pitiful little white flower would eventually grow into a thorn in his heart that he could never pull out. From the woodshed to the side courtyard, from the chess pieces to the chess players. She walked up the stairs filled with intrigues and blood, and finally sat on Madam Hou's chair in the main hall of Jing'an Marquis' Mansion.