Han Xiao died in a sudden car accident. When he opened his eyes again, he found a sword at his throat, and the woman in front of him looked exactly like him.
"Get out of my body within three breaths!"
The cold voice was her own, but it carried the sharpness of someone who had experienced officialdom for a long time - this was Wu Ci, the official of Kaifeng Mansion, and she turned out to be an extremely handsome man.
Before she could figure out the bizarre situation of men and women swapping and souls living together, she was forced to take over the official identity. However, on the way to the government office, the bottom of her sedan chair collapsed and she was run over by an out-of-control carriage and killed on the spot.
At the last moment when the severe pain swept through her, she thought she was relieved, but she suddenly woke up in the familiar scent of sandalwood——
The furnishings remained the same and the official robes were not touched. The old servant's voice sounded outside the door again: "Master, today is March 19th, the third year of Chunhua. Are you still going to the government office?"
She was trapped in this mortal morning!
The collapse of the sedan chair was definitely not an accident. Wu Ci's soul was watching with eager eyes, and the cause of the original owner's death was shrouded in mystery.
As a modern social animal time traveler, Han Xiao must find a way out through repeated cycles of death in the line of duty: to regain control of his body, or to find out the mastermind behind the scenes?
Intention: The common people have no words, but the officials have their voices.