[Cannon fodder through books | Sisters across time and space tell the truth | House fights for power | Running in both directions]
Modern girl Lin Zhiwan accidentally fell into the water and passed through the book, and became Shen Zhiwan, the cannon fodder daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was destined to die tragically.
In a desperate situation, a mysterious iron box connects two time and space.
The modern sister Lin Zhixia holds the complete original script and becomes her only supporter.
The iron box can communicate across time and space and transport materials.
She pretends to be stupid and works step by step, relying on her sister's remote warning and the help of her loyal maid Qingdai.
Time after time, he avoided poisoning, frame-up, and assassination, broke up the false engagement contract, and formed an alliance with the powerful prince Xiao Jue.
Following the fog of the house fight, she unearthed the blood feud of her birth mother's murder and got involved in the shocking conspiracy in the prince's court.
Collect evidence of corruption and collusion with the enemy, break into secret rooms, go to the Hongmen Banquet, and survive in the bloody storm.
The great revenge is avenged, and the ultimate secret of the iron box is revealed on the night of the full moon.
She faces a difficult choice: stay in ancient times and accept the prince's affection, or return to modern times to reunite with her sister?
Sitting on the train to Hangzhou, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, a thought suddenly flashed across my mind. If the most important person in your life suddenly disappears, is there a path through which you can cross the mountains and seas and say one more word?
Hence this story.
It's not a mindless piece of writing.
The younger sister will stumble and grow up in crisis after crisis, desperately trying to escape the fate of cannon fodder in the strange ancient times.
My sister stays in modern times, caring about her from a world away, and will always be her most stable support.
That old iron box will not be able to do everything. In the future, there will be fear of losing contact and regret of being powerless.
What supports them is never chance encounters, but the inseparability of each other.
Sitting on the train to Hangzhou, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, a thought suddenly flashed across my mind. If the most important person in your life suddenly disappears, is there a path through which you can cross the mountains and seas and say one more word? Hence this story. It's not a mindless piece of writing. The younger sister will stumble and grow up in crisis after crisis, desperately trying to escape the fate of cannon fodder in the strange ancient times. My sister stays in modern times, caring about her from a world away, and will always be her most stable support. That old iron box will not be able to do everything. In the future, there will be fear of losing contact and regret of being powerless. What supports them is never chance encounters, but the inseparability of each other.