On the night when the Shen family was exterminated, Shen Zhiyi stopped Pei Yanzhi's carriage in the rain.
"Please help me, sir."
When the car curtain was opened, Pei Yanzhi looked at her covered in blood and smiled carelessly: "What good can I do by helping you?"
She knelt in the mud and said word by word: "I can be a knife for adults."
He hid her in his house, thinking he had an obedient knife.
But this knife is too beautiful——
At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Taifu's Mansion, she wore plain clothes and lowered her eyebrows, but she overshadowed the golden branches and jade leaves in the room.
Xie Qingci, the man who had been engaged to her and the current imperial concubine, paused slightly while holding the wine glass. His smile was as gentle as the spring breeze in March: "Now should I call you Miss Jiang or Miss Shen."
Behind her, Pei Yanzhi was playing with the black jade finger in his hand, and the smile in his eyes was colder than the blade of a knife.
One is the person who saved her, and the other is her ex-fiancé who should marry her.
Two powerful men, two pairs of eyes that cannot see through.
Shen Zhiyi was caught in the middle, smiling obediently.
No one knows, she has never been whose knife.
She is a poison-quenched blade, and she is only waiting for an opportunity - to make everyone who owes the Shen family pay with their blood.
Purpose: Use your body as a blade to break through and be reborn