Upon awakening, Mo Zhenshuang, once a top agent in her previous life, finds that she has transmigrated into the Third Miss of the Junior Tutor's residence. As if that weren't enough, Mo Zhenshuang, an orphan with neither mother nor father, is targeted by her sinister stepmother, who plans to use her as a scapegoat.
Mo Zhenshuang gives a cold laugh. "I may dare to marry him, but would he dare to take me as his wife?" She had planned to end her fiance's life with a single slash of her Asura Blade. But the Fourth Prince is not only devastatingly handsome, he's also tender and caring. Mo Zhenshuang's heart begins to pound, and the principles and boundaries she has held fast to change again and again because of him.
Bai Chenqi, you are no mere person. You are a love letter this world has written for me.
In dreams, I wield a colored brush, longing to paint flowers and leaves and send them to the morning clouds. Though the journey of love is full of thorns, so long as it ends in happiness, I am willing to endure any hardship. If nine lifetimes of sorrow lead to a love that lasts forever, then in this life, you and I will never part.
This isn't like you.