It's not time travel, it's not rebirth, it's just an inspirational story about a boudoir in ancient times. You have to be yourself, educate your mother, take care of your girls, get mad at the best, go to your father, and flirt with all the handsome guys.
Don't be afraid of opponents who are like gods, only be afraid of teammates who are like pigs. The cards in your hand are very important, but how you play them is even more important. Jiang Mingzhu's unfortunate beginning was that she had a passable hand, but God sent her a teammate who played a bad hand and could not be withdrawn or replaced.
This article is fictitious, and the background is a hodgepodge, mostly taken from the Han and Tang Dynasties. Because I hope that Mingzhu's daughter will live in an era when ethics and ethics are not so powerful, and Neo-Confucianism, Eight-part essay, Literary Inquisition, etc. Will all be left alone, and there will be no trace of them.