In her previous life, Han Lingxi's parents were framed and died in prison. Overwhelmed by grief, she gave her scheming uncle and his family the chance to seize the family business.
Her uncle was a hypocrite, and he tricked her into working as an apothecary's assistant for three years. After those three years, he even planned to hand her over to an old eunuch.
She would rather die than submit. She fled, then drowned.
As she died, she gazed at her uncle's family on the shore, their hypocritical faces filling her vision, her eyes blood-red...
Reborn in the year her parents met with disaster, Han Lingxi clenched her fists and plotted every step, tearing off her uncle's hypocritical mask and taking back the family business.
But then she stared at the blade at her throat. What was going on?
The thing Ye Yunzhou regretted most in this life was using a knife to scare someone at the pharmacy that day.
One wrong step, and every step after was a retreat.
"All right, don't be angry. I'll help you with whatever you want..."
At first, Ye Yunzhou thought he and Han Lingxi were allies.
Later, all he wanted was to spend a lifetime holding her hand, with the sun and moon as his witness.
