When she was fourteen, Ji Li got lost at a banquet and stumbled into the men's section, landing flat on her face. Just as she was so embarrassed she could have cried, a young man as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree helped her up. She looked up and met his kind eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. From then on, she fell deeply in love with him. But alas, she was the daughter of a minor official, while he was the son of a duke. Their statuses were worlds apart, and they were never meant to be.
When she woke from a dream, she found herself ten years in the future. She was dressed in finery, surrounded by maids, and most importantly, she was already Cheng Yu's wife. But before she could feel delighted, she discovered that the two of them were as cold as ice toward each other, and everyone else looked at her with fear and disgust. Fragments of dreams that came to her sporadically also told her that the Ji Li of today was no longer the innocent, lively, sweet, kindhearted girl she had been ten years ago. She had become a cruel and ruthless femme fatale.
"Aaaah!" Ji Li clutched her head helplessly, wishing she could find a block of tofu and bash it against her head. "Why is Heaven messing with me like this?"
[Inspired by the second vow of the Medicine Buddha: "In my future life, when I attain Bodhi, may my body be like lapis lazuli, clear and pure within and without, free of all blemishes."]
