"When I was eleven years old, I hid in a tree and watched my whole family being executed, with a piece of candy given by my enemy in my mouth."
"Later I found out that my father's life was hidden in that piece of candy."
"He is the prison officer and the knife-handler."
When Meng Shutong was eleven years old, an autumn rain washed away the blood of the Meng family.
When her father was taken away, he was as calm as attending a banquet, leaving her with only half a volume of "Zhuangzi" and a code word.
And she was curled up on the top of a locust tree, biting between her teeth the candy that the strange young man had given her. Her mouth was full of sweetness, and she remembered the man's black official uniform——
Stained with the blood that fell from his father's fingers.
Eight years later, Caobang had a night banquet on the boat.
The pipa girl's fingertips on "Guangling San" were wrong by one emblem, and the young minister of Dali Temple suddenly crushed the wine cup.
"Miss Meng." Xie Lin's eyes reflected the light of the knife, "Is that piece of candy still sweet?"
"The case I want to overturn is the world's."
The person he wanted to protect was the drop of ink on the case.
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**◇ Orphan × Powerful Minister｜Blood Account×Sweet Knife｜Two-way Domestication**
**◇ She removed his official robe in revenge, and he hid her embroidered shoes for eight years**
**◇ When "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" meets "Zhuangzi", is it a conspiracy or the bones of a thousand-year-old scholar? **
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**"Later he said, give me candy in the rain that day——"**
**"It's because I feel sorry for me, I feel so much like him when I was a child"**
Concept: The bones of a literary man are the hardest.