Shen Chunrui, a carefree modern rich second-generation heir, refuses to accept that she's transmigrated into a pitiful ancient girl unloved by both her father and her mother.
After more than twenty years of letting life happen, her situation steadily worsens until she finally hits rock bottom.
She becomes a beautiful widow with her husband's family in disgrace, her own family disowning her, her husband dead, and two children to support.
Before her is an immoral old family member who covets his nephew's wife. Behind her is her mother-in-law, who wants to send her to a certain court eunuch who specializes in other men's wives.
Even her own father, whom she happens to run into, gets the "brilliant" idea of selling her off once again after seeing how her beauty has blossomed.
Shen Chunrui can no longer lie back and do nothing. She sits up in her deathbed, and with her best friend's help, carefully considers her options and chooses Xia Yi'an, the newly promoted Imperial Guard battalion commander.
So, in the spring breeze of Jiangnan in the third lunar month, she leans against the railing of Linlang Pavilion, laughing and joking with her friends. The hairpin in her hair cannot withstand her swaying among the flowers. It slips loose and strikes a man riding past below.
Her black hair falls like a waterfall. Her wide sleeves rise in an instant, shielding half of her lotus-like face and revealing only a pair of captivating, fox-like eyes brimming with affection.
Shen Chunrui smiles shyly at the man who has picked up the gold hairpin and looks up at her. "This concubine was discourteous. Would you be so kind as to bring my hairpin up to me?"
A bewitching, scheming black lotus versus a cold, heartless "poor little thing."
Theme: To be decided
