On the day of the wedding, not only did the bridal sedan chair of his beloved not arrive, it was instead carried into the palace to celebrate for the old emperor. The old emperor passed away, the one in love stepped on her to succeed the throne.

As the Conspiracy Consort, her limbs and veins were all cut off by aphrodisiac, and she was buried in the Tomb of the Underground Emperor! In exchange for her death, all the chickens and dogs in the world would be raised to the heavens!

When she woke up again, time had flowed back to three years ago. She was still a weak girl, her father was kind and her mother was kind, her sister was cute, and the person in her heart was still a modest gentleman. Huo Mingzhu sneered from the bottom of her heart. All of the peaceful love and camaraderie was just an illusion. She had already lost her life and would never believe their flowery words again.