God, this Shaobao plot, she actually traveled through time, really traveled through time, and it became a bloody ancient novel written by herself, on the day of her wedding.
What's even more bizarre is that her newlywed husband traveled through time with her and became her mortal enemy - the sinister prince who massacred her entire Su family.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw another world in front of her. The pavilions and pavilions in the distance had upturned eaves, and the carved beams and painted buildings were hidden in the mist. It was not the modern city she was familiar with at all.
She climbed up from the dilapidated temple, which was leaking from all directions. She was soaked to the skin, and her hair was still stained with ice and dead grass. The biting cold penetrated along the bone marrow and into the bones of her limbs. Every time she moved, the seams in her bones seemed to scream pain.
In his ear was an old and trembling voice with ecstasy: "Princess! You, you finally woke up. This old slave has been worrying about his heart all day long, just afraid... I'm afraid that he will never see the princess again!"
Su Wan Ning held her dizzy forehead and looked blankly at the old servant in front of her who was dressed in shabby clothes but could not hide her respect. Her heart was shocked.
Princess? Old slave?
Strange titles, strange scenes, and fragments of memories that did not belong to her suddenly poured into her mind - the entire Su family was slaughtered, and the legitimate daughter Su Wan Ning escaped by chance and ended up living in a ruined temple, her life hanging by a thread.
From a newlywed girl in the 21st century, she transformed into a troubled princess of the Yao Dynasty who was burdened with a blood feud. She used to have good clothes and good food, but now she is in danger. Her only obsession to survive is to find out the unjust case of the Su family and make the injustice clear.
She put aside all her panic and fragility, and with a cold edge in her eyes, she kept her name anonymous, disguised herself, and stepped step by step into the splendid and murderous imperial city.
The nine-layered palace is shocking every step of the way.
Here she met Murong Che, her modern new husband.
He had been her lover for seven years, but now he was the most noble ninth prince of Dayao. He was powerful, cold and taciturn, with unfathomable plots and calculations hidden in his eyes. He was the most dazzling and dangerous existence in the deep palace.
To her, he is a resource that can be borrowed on the way to investigate the case, but also a whirlpool that cannot be avoided; to him, she is a mysterious figure who moved his heart when they first met, and an accident that disturbed his spring water.
The palace is cold, people's hearts are dangerous, hatred is like a blade, and love is hard to break.
She entered the situation out of hatred and plotted every step of the way; he was deeply involved in love and indulged in every step.
In the nine-level palace, there is a blood feud, a single thought, and half a life is overturned.
When the truth is revealed layer by layer, when family blood feud and deep-seated love collide, will she wield her sword to cut off the love thread, or will she let go of the past and hold hands? Will he protect her, or will he stick to the imperial power and take a different path?
Within the red wall, love and hate are entangled, but there is no escape from the sentence - love arises without knowing where it started, once it goes deep, it is difficult to look back.
Purpose: Taking time-travel revenge as the main line, using the love-hate relationship between Su Wanning and Murong Che, it writes that hatred cannot bind the heart, only love and perseverance can redeem the soul, praises the power of women who still adhere to justice and face fate in desperate situations, and reflects on the struggles and choices of human nature under the struggle for imperial power.
