The sixth young lady of the Changqing Earl's household was born and caused her mother's death. By the time she reached her teens, her notoriety for being spoiled and unruly had spread throughout the capital. Her wet nurse had worried herself gray, fearing that the Sixth Miss would never find a good husband and would fail the dying Princess's request, leaving her too ashamed to face her former mistress.
The Sixth Miss was infamous, following in her birth mother's footsteps. Back then, Princess Qianfang had forced Shan Wenchu to divorce his first wife and marry again. Lady Ye had taken her own life with three feet of white silk in the Shan family ancestral hall, leaving behind a six-month-old baby girl crying for milk. The Sixth Miss's fate was even worse than her mother's.
Her eldest sister was bent on revenge, her stepmother hid a dagger behind her smile, and her elder brother was like an iron pea impervious to persuasion. Her own sister exhausted every scheme to find her a fine match from a noble household. The moment Shan Jingci opened her eyes, she found herself saddled with a life. In this farming romance about a reborn side character doomed to be cannon fodder, the tiny confines of the women's quarters became a battlefield for the women within.
There is endless joy in struggling against Heaven, and endless joy in struggling against others.
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My favorite is the author's "Leaving Hong Kong Tonight", which cries at night and is so pampering! ,
It looks good. Woooooooo. It's antique. Wooooow, it's a trap.
It feels very good, it reminds me of the Red Mansion, but it's a pity that I missed it
I feel like it would look good, but it's a pitfall.
Big! It's so well written, don't be fooled! Cry cry cry cry
I really want to read it. The subject matter is interesting and the writing is good.
It's very well written, why don't you continue writing it? Looking forward to it!
Why don't you write anymore? Come on, I like you Su Nanfeng very much. . .
What kind of pit is this? The writing is very good! Why don't you write it down?
How did I smell the dream of Red Mansions?