Jiyue Yaotai, the Spring Tide Flows over Him

In her previous life, she was the legitimate daughter of the Shen family. She was sent to the family temple by her concubine with a glass of poisoned wine and died in the winter. After she was reborn, she knelt on the cold Kang in the west courtyard of Ding'an Hou Mansion and made a wish - in this life, she would get back everything she owed her with interest. The water in the Hou Mansion is deep, the stepmother hides a knife in her smile, and the concubine wears her sister's skin and hands the knife to her. She pretended to be stupid, spilled the wine given by the queen, visited the warehouse at night to steal the account books, and drove away the housekeeper in three moves of chess. She worked every step of the way. But she didn't expect that the fourth master Bingshan, who was said to have killed three wives, would press her lips on a snowy night and put a waist badge engraved with the word "Chuan" into her hand. "Everyone takes what they need and doesn't keep their sincerity," he said. But later, when he gave her porridge during the Laba Festival, he gave her old wild ginseng, and during the family dinner in the twelfth lunar month, he left her with a big cloak. When she walked into Mei Yin with her hair wet, he put the dry handkerchief on the table, but her ears turned red. She hooked him up and he protected her from the wind and rain. But when the first snow falls in Beijing and the treaty expires—— Shen Zhaohua looked at the bronze medal in his hand that was warmed by body temperature, and suddenly asked: "Fourth Master, you can't say you are sincere, but your heart is beating faster than mine."