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In the 28th year of Tianyuan, outside the capital, Jade Buddha Temple.

In a simple room in the backyard of the Buddhist temple where pilgrims could meditate, a thin girl with a pale face sat quietly.

The girl was wearing a half-worn skirt, with only a silver hairpin on her simple double bun, looking rather shabby.

This girl was none other than Shen Shuyi who was reborn.

Shen Shuyi rested her elbows on the low table, her fingers supporting her cheeks, her eyes fixed on Yuping who was chopping wood in the yard, but her gaze was unfocused.

In the twenty-eighth year of Tianyuan, she was fourteen years old. It was the fifth year that she was sent to the Buddhist temple for asceticism by her stepmother Qin, and it was also the year when she would return to the Shen family.

Shen Shuyi just couldn't understand how she could go back to more than ten years ago after her death.

But no matter what, since she can start her life over again, she must avenge herself and those innocent lives with her own hands!

When Shen Shuyi thought of the seven bloody heads on the tray, her almond-shaped eyes became dark and deep.

Xiao Tingshan and Lou Yulan.

How dare you!

After a while, Shen Shuyi let out a sigh of relief and pulled himself out of that hatred.

She died miserably, and on her deathbed, she heard a maid come to report that Xiao Tingshan was seriously injured and King Zhao had taken the throne...

Although Shen Shuyi doubted whether it was an illusion, she could truly feel the loss of composure of Lou Yulan and Xiao Mingjin at that time.

But, King Zhao?

Shen Shuyi carefully searched his memories about King Zhao.

Daqian was founded on military power, and Prince Zhao was good at fighting. Like Xiao Tingshan, he was a prince who was exiled during the Wen'an Rebellion sixteen years ago.

But since King Zhao was found, he has been wearing a silver mask all year round. No one has ever seen his appearance, and no one knows his origins. It is only rumored that King Zhao has an ugly appearance, a gloomy and cruel temperament, and countless people have died at his hands.

So, did King Zhao win in the end?

Retracting her thoughts, Shen Shuyi just felt that no matter what, this thin young body made her blood boil.

She likes this feeling of the enemy being in the light while we are in the dark.

In the 28th year of Tianyuan, Xiao Tingshan was still an ostracized prince of the Duke's Mansion, and Lou Yulan didn't know where she was living.

She had not yet returned to the Shen Mansion, Jinzhu and Yuping were not dead yet, and her stepmother Qin had not had time to plot against her.

Of course, my maternal grandfather's family was still alive and had not been exterminated. Emperor Qianyuan was in his prime, and the struggle among the princes had not yet entered a white-hot stage...

And she herself did not have to endure the bone-eating pain every day, nor did she suffer from any hidden illness from saving Xiao Tingshan.

She had both legs, young and healthy.

All this made Shen Shuyi extremely excited!

Lou Yulan, Xiao Tingshan, are you all okay?

And Qin Xuerong, how are you doing?

Shen Shuyi chuckled, and when he opened his eyes again, a dazzling and terrifying light burst out from those cold eyes, making people feel that the lights were on and the sky was bright and beautiful.

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The air after the rain is fresh and pleasant.

Yuping looked at the second young lady who was sitting in a daze by the window and smiled gently.

Ever since she became seriously ill after being caught in the rain two days ago, the young lady seems to be different from before.

But this is a good thing. The young lady is already weak, and she should take this opportunity to take good care of herself. If she continues to work like before, she will sooner or later develop a health condition.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps.

A handsome monk in a monk's robe walked through the gate carrying a food box. Zhiyuan threw the food box in front of Yuping and turned to look at the chopped firewood.

"Miss Yuping, your progress is too slow. If this continues, I'm afraid we won't have dinner."

Yuping suppressed her dissatisfaction, opened the food box and took a look, she was very angry.

A bowl of leaf soup that couldn't be any thinner, plus two cold and hard steamed buns.

"There was always enough firewood yesterday afternoon. How come there is only this much? The young lady is still sick..."

Zhiyuan interrupted impatiently, "This is a Buddhist temple, a place for pure cultivation, not a place for luxury. Miss Yuping has lived here for more than four years, why is she still so mercenary?"

Shen Shuyi withdrew his thoughts and his eyes fell on the monk who was speaking.

The monk was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a bit of snobbery and lust in his beautiful eyes, but he had a good-looking face.

He has a round face, delicate features and a natural smile. Even when dressed as a monk, he is still handsome to a rare degree.

Yu Ping's eyes were red, and she said in a cold voice: "Our young lady is the legitimate daughter of a third-rank official, after all. Aren't you afraid of ruining the reputation of the Jade Buddha Temple by doing this?"

Zhiyuan sneered: "That depends on whether you can go back. The Shen family has sent you here for four years. I don't know if you still remember your young lady."

Yu Ping was shaking with anger. Before she could say anything else, Shen Shuyi's voice came from the room: "Master Zhiyuan is right. Buddhism is a place for pure cultivation. Yu Ping, don't be rude."

Hearing this, Zhiyuan raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, his eyes swept across Yuping's delicate face, and said considerately: "Miss Yuping, I know your difficulties. I have prepared meals and soup for you in my room. If you need them, you can come to my room to find me."

After saying this, Zhiyuan looked at Yuping deeply, then turned and left.

Yuping was so angry that she threw the axe in her hand. She wanted to cry, but she was afraid that Shen Shuyi would be sad, so she had to hold back her tears.

The young lady still had a high fever in the early morning. She had no food, let alone medicine...

Thinking of Zhiyuan's hint just now, Yuping's throat tightened and a struggle flashed in her eyes.

"Yuping, come in." Shen Shuyi spoke softly, his clear voice carrying a hint of warmth.

Yuping came back to her senses, wiped her eyes, and hurried into the room with a food box: "Miss."

Shen Shuyi didn't look at the contents of the food box, but took out a sheep-fat jade pendant and handed it to her, saying, "Go to the kitchen and exchange it for a week's worth of food, and some medicine to reduce fever and drive away cold."

Yu Ping looked at the jade pendant in Shen Shuyi's hand, stunned for a few seconds, and shook her head fiercely: "This is what Madam left for you, you can't..."

Shen Shuyi stuffed the jade pendant into her hand and soothed her gently: "It's just an object. If mother knew that the things she left for me helped me through the difficult times, she would be so happy."

Yuping's tears fell all of a sudden, she knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Miss, I'm sorry! It's all my fault that I have implicated you!"

The monk Zhiyuan looked handsome, but actually he was a fake monk, greedy for money and lustful.

As early as four years ago, when she and her young lady had just arrived at the Jade Buddha Temple, Zhiyuan had shown his kindness to her many times. At first, she thought he was just being nice.

But after a while, she realized something was wrong.

Zhiyuan tried to touch her several times, but she didn't do what he wanted. He then made things difficult for them everywhere, and now he has even implicated the young lady.

Shen Shuyi helped her up, with a flash of pain in his eyes: "Stupid, Zhiyuan took Qin's money, so he secretly treated us harshly. Even if you fulfill his wish, he will only cross the river and destroy the bridge."