"White Snow Zhaozhao"
"Sister, your life is really pitiful."
Xie Zhaoxue died on a snowy night, poisoned in her heart, watching her husband and stepsister holding hands and rejoicing.
Open your eyes again and return to the age of hairdress——
The hairpin has not been broken, the wind and snow have not yet come, everything can still be started from scratch.
In this life, she wants the Meng family and her daughter to pay for their debt with blood, wants Gu Baizhou's career to be ruined, and wants the people behind the scenes to fall into persecution forever.
But when she was making the chess layout, there was always a pair of cold eyes staring in the dark——
Why did the arrogant Prince of Zhenbei quietly make up for her killing move when she made the move?
"Thank you, girl, for lending me a fire."
His fingertips brushed the poisonous note on her sleeve, and he smiled brightly.
"——Burn it clean."
Purpose: "All the truths buried in the wind and snow will eventually be revealed as clear as day."