Embroidered Green

Shen Qingwu died in the rebellion, and when he opened his eyes again, he was fifteen years old again. She thought this was the second chance given by God, but gradually she realized that everything was wrong. The people she remembers are still alive, the letters she has written have changed their handwriting, and the traps she desperately avoided will always reappear in another way. Until she found an old dark brown book under her pillow. Her name is written in the book, her today is written, and things that have not yet happened to her are written. She doesn't believe in fate, nor does she believe in that crappy book. But the imperial edict granting marriage, the sudden death of the maid, and the young Taoist priest who was always watching her in the dark made every step she took felt like she was stepping on someone else's handwriting. "Don't believe in fate." The man named Rong Jiu said to her. But who is he? Why did he look at her like she was a dead person? The book has been written, but the hearts of the people are still undecided. If fate is not up to her, then she will change her destiny. Starting tonight.