Song Wantang, a graduate student in archaeology, encountered a landslide while excavating the tomb of Pei Changyuan, the chief minister of Yan Dynasty. When he opened his eyes, he became the first wife of this eternal traitor - a cannon fodder who was sentenced to death in the third chapter of the original book.
It started in hellish mode: before the marks on his neck were healed, he discovered the poisonous tea on the table.
In order to survive, she said something that made him stop using the dagger: "Kill me, you will never know how your father died."
With a script in hand but only one year left to live, she took the court's most venomous gossip as her eyes and ears, turned the brothel courtesan's intelligence network into her own eyes, and taught the little beggar who was about to starve to death on the dock to become the best spy in the capital. She helped him settle every old debt clearly and find out every person who had harmed him one by one.
Pei Changyuan has lived in a dungeon and in exile since he was four years old. For twenty years, he has only done one thing - waiting for revenge. He thought he would never trust anyone in his life until he found that she was coughing up blood. He tore up the divorce agreement and said to her: "One year is too short. Every year from now on, we have to watch the locust flowers bloom together."
Thousands of years ago, the word "treacherous minister" was engraved on his tomb, but a woman was buried in a crude way next to the coffin. There were only five words on the tombstone - my wife, Song family Wantang.
Thousands of years later, she finally understood that what he had written on the mottled stone tablet throughout his life was not a confession, but a letter of redress for everyone who had been wronged.
