Su Wan transmigrates into an imperial-examination novel and becomes the discarded original wife, a cannon-fodder character.
Her future prime-minister ex-husband thinks her crude and divorces her with a single letter, sending her away with nothing.
She neither cries nor makes a scene. With a jar of her family's ancestral bean paste, she sets up a little stall in the south of the city.
Three months later, the whole city is lining up.
Half a year later, her ex-husband is lining up outside her restaurant.
A year later, he kneels before her. "I was wrong."
Su Wan doesn't even look up. "Next."
Until one day, the "mute" who always quietly helped her chop firewood at the restaurant appears in court, clad in black.
The entire court kneels. "We greet the Regent."
The jar of bean paste slips from Su Wan's hands.
Theme: A woman should stand on her own, constrained neither by rejection nor by love.
