In the last life, the entire Shen family was massacred, and my sister Shen Qingyi and I both died in imperial prison.
Before I died, I saw her desperately protecting me, with fire and unwillingness in her eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back when I was fourteen years old, before any tragedy happened.
Grandma is still healthy, mother has not yet fallen ill, and Aunt Liu, who later dragged the Shen family into the abyss, is kneeling in front of her mother, pitifully admitting her mistake.
But I know better that the Shen family's chessboard goes far beyond the inner house's calculations.
There is a pair of invisible "chess player" hands. On this larger chessboard in the capital, a dragnet has been laid out, just waiting for the end.
This time, I didn't struggle alone like in my previous life.
I walked up to my sister who was kneeling down and said only one sentence in her ear:
"Eldest sister, the base of the black jade unicorn in my father's study contains a letter about Aunt Liu's collusion with outsiders. It will be destroyed in half an hour."
Shen Qingyi suddenly raised his head, and for the first time, his sharp phoenix eyes looked at me with scrutiny and shock.
In this game of chess, I am betting on my life and my family's glory.
And my eldest sister will be my sharpest sword.