After I Began Sharing Senses with a Treacherous Official

On New Year's Eve in the thirty-third year of the Mingde era, the powerful, treacherous minister Wang Zhubei's failed rebellion led to his entire family being slaughtered. Arrows rained down, blood flowed like a river, and anguished cries rang through the city.

In the eighth year of the Shunde era, Xu Zhaoning moved in.

That night, her sobs blended with the wails outside. Their mournful voices intertwined, and she fell into a deep sleep. When she opened her eyes again, she saw a young man before a bronze mirror, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with sharp phoenix eyes.

There was no reflection of herself in the mirror. Stunned, she tried to move to get a better look, only to realize she couldn't even turn her eyes.

Someone outside called, "Zhubei, it's time to go to the palace!"

The person in the mirror answered, tied his belt, and started for the door. Xu Zhaoning was struck as if by lightning.

Luckily, she then discovered that she could still move the index and middle fingers of her right hand, so she raised it.

Through his eyes, she saw the person in the mirror stop. His right fingertips brushed over his high nose bridge, and his eyes held the same stunned disbelief as hers.

Hmm...it feels pretty nice to touch...

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After traveling back eight years and developing a shared sense of perception with the treacherous minister, Xu Zhaoning wants to do only two things:

First, stop Wang Zhubei from throwing the court into chaos. Second, prevent the hundred-day snow disaster that will starve tens of millions of people.

To that end, she keeps causing trouble and making Wang Zhubei's life miserable. She even takes advantage of his guard being down to stab a dagger into his heart. Blood spills everywhere, and he nearly dies.

But why isn't Wang Zhubei angry?

Why does he still protect her so carefully?

She can't understand why he has to die.

All she wants is for him to live.

Theme: Trust is the bridge between people.