After Ten Years of Being My Pillow Partner, My Heart Has Changed into That of a Daughter.

After ten years together and six years of marriage, Su Xiuran thought she had the most stable life in the world. Until one ordinary morning, the gentle lover beside the pillow suddenly changed his soul. Beneath the familiar brows, there is no longer Zhao Siming's warmth and pampering, only the coldness of the mountains and the loneliness of thousands of years. The one who occupies this body is Shen Jingji, a Miao witch from southern Xinjiang who came from thousands of years ago. Thousands of years ago, she was dressed in plain clothes while collecting herbs. She accidentally entered the battlefield and was captured. In the military tent, she was treated kindly by the young general. From then on, she fell into trouble and her obsession took root. He was the Shining Divine General in troubled times, giving her the only tenderness in troubled times; she was the lonely witch in the mountains, who spent all her energy and blood cultivating for him, casting the soul-retracting Gu seal that would lead to eternal reincarnation. She gave up the past life, wandered for thousands of years, and survived the endless loneliness and the disaster of losing her soul, just to wait for him to meet again in the distant reincarnation. Once her soul was dislocated, she traveled through thousands of years and came here in the body of the earthly world. Once they meet again, it is an extremely difficult dilemma. In the present world, Su Xiuran's heart and eyes are filled with memories of her old friend Zhao Siming, who has been with him for ten years. He clings to the six years of love in the world of fireworks, and regards her who has come across thousands of years as a passer-by who breaks into life. After thousands of years of Jingjing, his soul was locked in obsession, and he rushed to meet again alone. He survived the eternity of wind and frost, but he could not survive the stranger and the poisonous fire. On the one hand, there is a deep love in the world for ten years, and on the other hand, there is a stable journey back to the world. On one side is the fateful fetter of obsession for thousands of years, and on the other hand is the thousand-year wait of narrow escape. She has guarded her for a whole thousand years, from the war in the troubled times to the mortal world, through countless long nights of lonely souls. Is that fate and preference that spans reincarnation a belated perfection, or is it an unsolvable prison for the rest of life?