Shen Shutong died twice.
Once in the lotus pond, she lost her past.
Once, on the night of the defeat, she died in her husband's heart.
When she woke up again, the usually gentle and respectful Mr. Yang, her husband's subordinate, was like a vicious snake: "I shouldn't keep his blood, but I will protect your daughter."
She is the wife of his enemy. He traps her body, and she traps his heart. She makes mistakes and uses calculations, but accidentally and accidentally uncovers the lost past.
Shutong is a living jade carved from the remnants of the old dynasty. She was taught to be virtuous and virtuous since she was a child, and jealousy would cause her to lose her dignity, but she turned out to be petty.
Until that person told her: "That's not called jealousy, it's called love."
In front of Zhenxin, all her previous tricks to whitewash peace were in retreat.
The moon is missing and the sparse tung trees are hanging, and the cold branches refuse to rest. Her life is inherently unsatisfactory.
Purpose: People who have lost their memory piece together the past and learn to love and hate openly.