She was an utterly ordinary girl, and for the first twenty years of her life, no one gave her a second glance.
Her life should have been spent tending a memorial tablet, living as an unacknowledged concubine with no title or status.
But then, as if a spring breeze had blown in overnight, the peach blossoms in her life burst into bloom throughout the garden after she woke from a nap.
The spring breeze swept through the city, and peach blossoms bloomed everywhere.
From the newly named top scholar and scions of noble families to spoiled young masters and notorious rapists, one after another fell at her feet.
Would she stay by her husband’s memorial tablet, grow crops, and grow old alone, or cast it aside and go picking flowers wherever she pleased?
Was this wonderful turn of events a reward from Heaven after years of misfortune, or was there something more behind it?
What new discoveries would she make when she recovered her lost memories?
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I finally found this novel again. I cried to death [Orange Candy].
Why don't you spread it more?
Who is Xiao Mo?
Good article How vital is the time-traveling heroine?
No more? There are many other places
Pick one up and sprinkle some flowers