Blurb One:
On her fifteenth birthday, Zhao Jiao Jiao, the third young lady of the Duke of Yue's household, learned that she was a false heiress. The real heiress had returned in full force and, in front of the duke's family and all the noblewomen, exposed the truth: fifteen years ago, Jiao Jiao's birth parents, a farming couple, had deliberately switched the two girls.
The furious Duchess had wanted to beat Jiao Jiao to death on the spot. But at the plea of the old madam, who devoted herself to vegetarianism and prayer, she spared Jiao Jiao's life and sent her to the most disreputable nunnery outside the capital.
Jingxin Convent was called the most disreputable because it was full of maids who had tried to seduce their masters, widows who could not bear to be alone, and concubines who showed no respect for their mistresses.
Everyone said Jiao Jiao, with the wicked, lowborn blood of her birth parents flowing through her veins, was no different from those women. If anything, she was even worse.
Blurb Two:
Not long after arriving at the convent, Jiao Jiao had a nightmare.
The real heiress in her dream hated the impostor who had stolen the first fifteen years of her life. Even after Jiao Jiao became a little nun, she still would not let her go. She sent a gang of beggars and refugees to assault Jiao Jiao and leave her to die.
Jiao Jiao awoke in a fright to hear the other women outside screaming in panic. Yet the men who burst in headed straight for her room. Only then did she realize that the dream had been real.
In her desperate flight, Jiao Jiao ran into the room next door, where a cold-hearted man lived, and crashed right into his arms.
Xue Jiu, who never meddled in other people's affairs, looked into the woman's eyes, brimming with fear and confusion, and for once stepped in to drive off the thugs.
Later, people heard that the lowborn impostor had somehow managed to win over a prince who had long been neglected by the emperor. They mocked her, saying,
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I think the plot is very slow. .
"Bao" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ wave
Blindly guessing that the "real girl" traveled through time and is fake
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