It was once said that the Jinyia Tower in the Six Kingdoms had committed countless crimes. All the remaining sins were arrested five years ago, which was very satisfying and is still the talk of teahouses and restaurants until now.
Mu Zhixu and Mu Zhimian ate snacks and listened to the storyteller downstairs talking about the shocking old case, but they seemed to understand it.
"My father once said that my mother is a hero," Mu Zhimian looked at his father, "What kind of person is she?"
Mu Shilan's eyes passed through Zhi'er and fell to the distant memories. Her expression was gentle. After a long time, she sighed softly: "She is the bravest yet most timid person that my father has ever seen."
Jiang Tanyin's life was full of misfortunes, and she held on to her sick bones just for revenge. She originally thought that this life would probably end on a cold night that no one knew about. Until that day, Mu Shilan, the Crown Prince's son, raised his eyes out of boredom. His eyes passed through the swirling snow and landed on her hand holding the umbrella.
He forcefully broke into her quiet life, taking every step. She refused again and again, but he came closer again and again.
Until that day when he fell injured and fell, she stayed in front of the bed, looking at the face that used to be beautiful and delicate but was now pale and quiet, and suddenly she lost all her strength.
That's all.
After marriage, he gave her unlimited pampering and care, and she responded with gentleness and tranquility. Love gradually grew like spring water, and he thought he had captured the perfection of his life.
Until the old case is reopened, he discovers that the pillow lady has another mission and identity. The past is revealed, and what he once thought was love at first sight turned out to be their fate that was entangled with red threads after their fates intertwined three times.
When the old hatred is broken, the old illness can no longer be suppressed.
Jiang Tanyin was held tightly in her arms, her life passing away like quicksand. She looked at the man's grief-stricken brows and regretted for the first time, if only she could live a few more years.
Purpose: Love makes the barren world flourish with dead trees.