Memories come flooding back.
In my previous life, I did cut my wrists on the third day of my wedding. The reason is that when I heard the news that Gu Changyuan wanted to take Shen Lian as his concubine, I was filled with grief and anger and did something stupid. Then Zhao took the opportunity to accuse me of being insane, locked me in a Buddhist hall to copy scriptures, and took the opportunity to take away all the dowry my mother left me.
I lay on the bed, feeling my heart still beating powerfully in my chest. This feeling is too real, not the disintegrating and tearing feeling of the poisonous hair in the previous life.
In my previous life, I was poisoned to death.
