When Zhao Jie woke up, the sky fell.
She dressed up as a cannon fodder that everyone wanted to beat up - the second "young master" of the Zhao family who disguised herself as a man, was frail, and whose father did not care for her mother. Her stepmother regarded her as a thorn in her side, her eldest brother guarded her like a thief, the maids and servants in the house looked down upon her, and even the old yellow dog who watched the door dared to bare his teeth at her.
What's even worse is that the "love rival" from a prominent family in the academy is sharpening his sword and threatens to crush her to death.
Everyone thought that Zhao Jie would beg for mercy from Qin Zhen and beg for mercy under his stepmother.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jie calmly got up, set up a small stove, decoctioned medicine, prepared prescriptions, and made pills. He dragged his sick body and smiled:
"What's the rush? Just kill them one by one slowly..."
Intention: Efforts will not be let down
