Possessive, unhinged man x gentle little white flower (who's putting on an act)
Wen Zhinuan died at eighteen. On the day she received her divorce papers, a man in black appeared out of nowhere and slit her throat.
Her nominal husband, however, trapped her soul in his residence.
On the day she was about to vanish completely, she looked back on her life and saw too many disappointments.
When she opened her eyes again, she was two thousand years in the future, a baby in swaddling clothes.
Perhaps she hadn't drunk Meng Po's soup, or perhaps it had been watered down. She still remembered her cold-hearted husband from her past life, her mocking half-sister, and her father, who had no sense of duty.
Since she was here, she might as well make the best of it. Wen Zhinuan soon adapted to this world. She worked diligently, studied hard, and earned money tirelessly. No matter what, it was far better than before.
Until one day...
The man she least wanted to see appeared in her little courtyard, clutching the floral skirt she'd just washed. His eyes burned as he looked at her. "It fell on the ground."
Gu Yunzheng was indifferent by nature. Though he was the crown prince, he was nothing but a puppet. When he finally attained tremendous power, his usually obedient wife asked for a divorce.
He stroked her face and told her to wait for him to return. He never expected that the next time he saw her, she would be a cold corpse.
The year after she died, he followed her in death, holding on to her cold coffin.
Two thousand years later.
In a secluded little courtyard, an iris-blue dress hanging there fluttered in the wind, looking just like the skirts his late wife had loved.
Beyond the freshly washed white fabric sat the last person he had seen before he died.
She looked exactly like his wife.
As the eternal lamp was about to burn out, Gu Yunzheng...
Theme: Love can cross a thousand years
