She was the third lady of the Duke of Su who had been resurrected from a mass grave. She just wanted to live a safe life and return to the original world, but she fell into a huge trap step by step. After loving, he abandoned her like a mustard. The country overturned, and he smiled and sent her to his beloved. The ten-mile red makeup swayed her eyes. On the joy hall, she explained with tears in her eyes. He smiled and disdained: I think what others touched! I think it was dirty! In this world, what else is more heart-wrenching than the one who loved who said such words after seeing that he was insulted? She finally understood that in this life, the white face of a lotus is just a flesh skeleton; the beautiful red makeup is all a weapon of murder... Later, a thousand miles of wolf smoke rose, and a shimmering figure spread across the world, coming in a gust of wind...