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After ten years of absence, the true daughter of the Song family, the Imperial Censor's household, has returned.
She has a hideous face and crude manners, resembling a country bumpkin or a foolish pig.
She has been replaced by another fake treasure who is doted upon.
Her mother says she is an omen of misfortune and should die.
Her father despises her for being ugly and a disgrace.
Her eldest brother says she is a worthless废物.
Her second brother scolds her, saying she is only fit to be a glass bead mistaken for a pearl.
Her third brother falsely accuses her of murdering her sister and father.
Her fourth brother curses her for beating her own mother.
Her fifth brother even forces her to jump into a lake in the middle of the night to atone for the fake daughter... But what is sin?
Si Niannian personally severs the bonds of blood, watching coldly as those familiar faces are crushed into dust amidst pain and regret. She enunciates every word: "I am the one who judges you."
"You are the ones being judged."
In this world, I am the sole Ferryman, holding the authority of the Underworld to guide souls.
However, the majestic Ferryman has lost the wick of the Ferryman's Lamp.
She searches everywhere but cannot find it.
Long after, in a collapsing chaotic world...
Si Niannian looks at the man drenched in blood and driven to madness. Her fingertip lands on his chest like a knife: "How dare you steal my lamp's wick?"
The man hooks her blood-stained fingertip, his smile as bright as the moon, and pulls her hand back, leading her into the mortal world: "Niannian."
"What I want is not the lamp's wick..."
Sang Zhixia was once a promising agricultural博士, but after a fall, she became a poor concubine forced into a substitute marriage! On her wedding day, the groom rushed into the bridal chamber and threw a divorce letter in her face.
However, an imperial decree for confiscation of property followed closely. Sang Zhixia watched helplessly as the eunuch, bribed by her legitimate eldest sister, tore up the divorce letter that represented her freedom. With tears in her eyes, she embarked on a three-thousand-mile journey of exile with her dissolute husband.
The northwestern countryside was harsh and cold, with the roof letting in wind during the day and rain at night. Moreover, she encountered a group of peculiar, pseudo-rich relatives who struggled to adapt to their changed social status.
Life was incredibly difficult... but to survive, one must first farm. When it came to digging soil, sowing seeds, making money, and getting rich, who could an agricultural博士 possibly fear? The most delightful crops grew in the black soil of the northwest, and the most dazzling flowers bloomed in the icy cold wind.
As the harshness faded, what greeted her was a spring breeze unique to Sang Zhixia, stretching for ten thousand miles. But watching her deeply affectionate dissolute husband, she was stunned: "Didn't we agree this was a substitute marriage?" Why was it that her "white moonlight" (beloved) was actually herself?