In order to save her brother who was exiled to Lingnan, Shangguan Miao tied up her long hair, put on fake scars, disguised herself as a man and entered Wuyi Lane Academy in his brother's stead.
She carefully hid it for three years, but was exposed under an oil-paper umbrella held above her head - Xie Yanzhi, the leader of the list, looked at her through the rain curtain and said quietly: "Close the umbrella, your hands are shaking."
From then on, the 38th Parallel was in vain, and the same people at the same table pressed forward step by step.
The crabapple cake is sweet, the peach forest is dangerous, and the red thread has been adjusted and wrapped. On the day when the bandits' arrows attacked, he blocked her; on the day when rumors of breaking off the engagement spread, he came to her door with an imperial edict——
"I'm going to settle on Shangguan's daughter."
But before she could rejoice, a secret report, a prison, and a divorce made him stay in the ancestral hall for three days, just waiting for her to press the seal of annulment with her own hands.
Three years later, the newly wealthy man in Yushitai, who was famous for his iron face, had an old begonia on his temples. In the court, she accused him of using a fake seal on his marriage certificate, causing an uproar in the palace.
After the court ended, he stopped under the palace wall and asked the same question: "Are you still waiting?"
She raised her eyes, with rain in her eyes: "I've been waiting for twelve letters from you to say Happy Spring and Autumn."
