My Sister Faked Her Death and Eloped, and I Became the Mistress and Really Died.

The day my sister-in-law faked her death was the day I married my brother-in-law. She became the white moonlight of her brother-in-law's death. And I have to suffer from my husband's face, which is getting colder and colder day by day. The mansion of the Hou Mansion collapsed, my husband's legs were disabled, and my stepson was young, I shouldered all the burdens. But I didn't expect that many years later, my step-son, who I raised with my own hands, would drink me a bowl of poison. Before closing my eyes, my sister-in-law, who had been resurrected from the dead, was standing in front of my bed proudly: "Idiot, it's time for the mistress of the Hou Mansion to come back after occupying me for so many years." Going back to the day when my sister-in-law faked her death, I covered her mouth and nose with my own hands.