Yun Shuhan is an unpopular concubine in Shuntian Mansion.
For sixteen years, he was left in the most remote corner of the backyard, unnoticed, like a shadow that should not exist.
Until a sedan chair carried him into the Taifu's Mansion - Shen Qingyan, the first young master in Kyoto, was seriously ill and married him as a wedding.
Before the hijab fell, he thought he was going to marry the rumored cripple who was as gentle as jade.
Outside the red gauze, the person worshiping him was the figure of another person.
Shen Qingyan was gentle and polite, taught him how to read and write, and treated him like a teacher and a friend;
Shen Yanyun was ruthless and gloomy. She paid homage to him and regarded him as a treasure.
One pulled him up from the mud, and the other trapped him in the palm of his hand.
"I have wronged you by marrying me." Shen Qingyan sighed softly, full of compassion.
Shen Yanyun, with a fierce air wrapped around him, reminded in a deep voice: "I was the one who went to court with you in the first place. Sister-in-law, please never forget."
Yun Shuhan raised his eyes and smiled, his heart clear.
He was never a chess piece at the mercy of others - he was just waiting for an opportunity to turn the chessboard over.
He thought he was just using this marriage to make a comeback. Little did he know that this conflict was not about Shen Qingyan's life, but about the calamity that the three people were entangled with.
