Shen Wantang has only envied one thing in her life - Liu Rumei's good body that can run, jump and bask in the sun.
She was the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhen, the most valuable and sickly beauty in the capital. She fell down when the wind blew, fainted after sitting for a long time, and had not even reached the end of the Jinghu Lake embankment in her fifteen years of life. Liu Rumei was the concubine of Anyuan Houfu, the most unpopular "evil girl" in Luantai. Everyone said that she was rude, reckless, and ignorant of dignity, but her body was as strong as a calf and could move a bronze tripod that was half a person tall.
On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, Liu Rumei used a body-changing talisman to push Shen Wantang into his disgusting skin. Everyone thought that the beauty had fallen into the mud, and they were waiting to see her cry and cry. But Shen Wantang squatted at the door of the woodshed with his freckled face, gnawing on the cold steamed buns and feeling the breathless breath in his chest, and suddenly smiled.
"From now on, this body belongs to me."
She boiled medicine and dried it in the Pharmacy Department, and lived in the chicken feathers like what a "wicked girl" should look like - living a life full of turmoil and courage. She dug out the secret that her grandmother had hidden for ten years under the fire, and took a hearty run on the long embankment in the moonlight on the edge of Mirror Lake.
But she never expected that behind that good figure that she had envied for fifteen years, there was a mystery bigger than hers - the conspiracy of Marquis Anyuan, the private soldiers outside the city, a case that could turn the court upside down, and a reborn "pseudo prince" that even she couldn't figure out.
He said to her: "I don't care who you were before. Whoever you will be in the future, I am here."
