She is Li Mengyao, an ordinary white-collar worker from the 21st century. She commutes to and from get off work on time every day, and her life passes by in such a boring way.
She was the favorite concubine of the Sixth Palace, but when Emperor Shunzhi left the palace, she was falsely accused of having an affair. After a glass of dove wine, the beautiful face of a generation passed away with infinite resentment.
In the dream, a soul from another world traveled through time and she became her!
Separated by distant time and space, the exchange of identities between two seemingly unrelated people seems to have been predetermined. However, what brought her back from the 21st century to the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty?
By chance, I learned that the beginning of everything and the connection between the two worlds were actually related to this ancient jade. There were traces of everything.
Fragment one:
Under the dim moonlight, in the eerie mass grave, with the cold wind blowing, a young voice sounded, "There is a ghost!"
When Li Mengyao opened her eyes again, she was lying in a mass grave. She looked around at the high and low solitary graves and asked, "Where is this? Why am I here?"
Fragment two:
The candlelight flickered, and the light and shadow overlapped. Jin Sanshui was wearing a crimson gold narcissus longevity single cloak, with dotted green beads and jade jewelry of the same color on his head and ears. He looked at the woman in front of him carefully, "Then I will give you the name Dong Xiaowan, with the name Bai and the courtesy name Qinglian."
Dong Xiaowan! Isn't that the most famous in Chinese history? Li Mengyao couldn't help but be stunned!
Li Mengyao questioned, "But, I can't play with my hands or dance, and I only have this delicate outline. Are you sure I can be a courtesan? Aren't you afraid that the century-old brand will disappear in one day?"
Dong Xiaowan, who has left a mark in history, turned out to be an idiot beauty. Let's see how Li Mengyao interprets Dong Xiaowan.
Fragment three:
A childish voice sounded, "Come here, Concubine Dong E fell into the water!"
Dong Xiaowan only felt that her consciousness was gradually blurring, and the cold lake water was gradually taking away the last trace of warmth from her body. In the haze, she seemed to see her parents' faces again, and tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes. The tears merged into the water and became one, sad and lingering.
In the cold lake, a voice sounded, as void and ethereal as if it came from the sky, "Li Mengyao, you can't die. After enduring so much humiliation, are you willing to die like this? No, you have to take revenge on those who humiliated you and make them pay the price they deserve!"
"Who, who are you? How do you know my name?"
Dong Xiaowan vaguely seemed to see a face that looked exactly like his own. No, it should be said that it looked exactly like the owner of this body.
Could it be that you are a concubine?
Dong Xiaowan only felt that his head was so painful that it was about to burst, and a stream of fragmentary images suddenly entered his mind. It was Shubin's short but poignant life.
She was reborn with her love and hate, and the corner of her mouth raised a charming arc, "Yes! I will make those people pay the due price and repent for what they have done!"
In the harem since ancient times, the struggle between the concubines has never stopped. The ups and downs of those favors are just a fleeting moment in the universe, but they are a life of sorrow, blood and tears written by the women of the harem with conspiracy and calculation.