Yeah, right. This is probably an old piece I had sitting around from ages ago?
A top historian, Song Xile, is transported into the political power struggle she has spent years studying and becomes the abandoned daughter of the prime minister's household, doomed to die from the start.
Poison is at her lips, while her vicious stepmother and cruel servants watch like hungry wolves. The history books say she will die quietly tonight.
Song Xile: ? I refuse to follow this script.
Steal my dowry? Think I have no one to stand up for me? With a cold glance, she beats the grievance drum and sues the Vice Minister of Revenue: "Five thousand mu of fertile land. Give it all back, without changing a single word!"
The capital's powerful families wait for a laugh, but watch helplessly as she:
Scolds the venomous, sharp-tongued crown prince, only for him to treat her as a rival and keep her under close watch;
Frightens the unhinged top scholar, who grins and hands her a knife, practically offering himself up;
And even attracts the enigmatic eldest princess, who stakes her money on her: "I'll settle the accounts for you. I want front-row seats to the best show."
She only smiles.
Because she knows this history book by heart.
The crown prince's obsession, the top scholar's love of mischief, the eldest princess's hidden depths... and even how everyone ends up. Once, she could only read history. Now, she'll rewrite it with her own hands.
Theme: Don't forget
