Dear One, As If We Were Face to Face

Wu Zeqing died on the execution ground in her previous life. Before the blade fell, she heard someone say, "The Zhao family raised someone they shouldn't have." She never understood what those words meant. When she opened her eyes again, her father was alive, her elder brother was still there, and her younger sister hadn't been sold. She had returned to the place where it all began. In her previous life, she never learned why her family had been wiped out. This time, she planned to survive first and figure out the rest later. She didn't do anything grand. She intercepted a letter, stopped someone from drinking too much, and played shuttlecock with her younger sister until dark. In other people's eyes, she was a quiet girl with little temper. Only she knew the truth. She was gathering her cards.