Shen Yunqing supported the Zhenbei Hou Mansion for thirty years.
Her husband died on the battlefield, and as a widow, she dealt with the chaos in the court and the clan's schemes, and managed to lift the precarious Hou Mansion to the top of Dajing. But she was blind - her three biological children, whom she doted on with all their heart, sucked her blood and corroded her bones, and exposed her body in a mass grave on a winter night, without even a thin coffin.
Only the adopted son from the sideline, whom she never looked at in the eyes, risked his life, dug up the earth with his bare hands, and collected the last remaining bones for her.
When he opened his eyes again, Shen Yunqing returned to that morning when heavy snow closed the door.
Looking at the young man kneeling in the ancestral hall with bruises all over his body, she crushed the prayer beads in her palm. In this life, she does not want a loving mother and a filial son, nor does she want to be famous for generations to come. All she wanted was that there would be no more white-eyed wolves in the prince's mansion - and for the child she had owed her whole life, she wanted to lift him up to the clouds with her own hands.
So she invited an imperial tutor for him and asked him to study and become an official. From the childhood examination to the palace examination, she paved the way and escorted him all the way until he was named on the gold medal list and became a very popular minister. She wanted to return the honor and protection she owed him in her previous life, inch by inch.
But the old case did not fall asleep.
The sum of military rations that had flowed out from the Jingbei Army fifteen years ago, the half-burned secret command token, and the unexplained cause of death at her late husband's grave were all waiting for her in the dark. Above the court hall, the Queen Mother sat upright on the curtain and handed over a cup of soothing tea with a smile: "Mrs. Shen, there are some old things that need to be buried deeper for a long time." In the mansion, the three relatives she had pampered for half her life were secretly colluding with the clan, waiting to overthrow her and her new rules.
Fortunately this time, she is not
