It was snowing heavily in the early winter of the 11th year.

The newly appointed Duke Zhong Yong's banquet was held to celebrate.

In front of the solitary grave in the outskirts of the capital, a woman in plain clothes was beaten and kicked by a group of black-clothed thugs, and her blood stained the ground.

Chu Ruolan, who was watching from the side, said coldly, "Chu Xiyu, you actually want to stop the emperor from reporting the imperial case? Dream on! If I were you, I would have no face to live ten years ago. It is really admirable that you can survive until now."

Chu Tears was covered in blood.

She ignored the other party's sarcasm and only glanced at the lonely tombstone for the last time, her face full of grief and indignation.

Ten years ago, his elder brother died of injustice.

She was eager to save her brother. She had been framed and turned from a noble lady of the Lord Protector's Manor into a slut that was regarded as a slut by thousands of people. She had been driven out of her house.

If it wasn't for turning the tables for her brother, or for taking care of her younger brother, she wouldn't have lived to this day.

However, after ten years of traveling, at all costs, he finally found out the truth...

It was no match for the enemy's monstrous power.

The Yamen did not accept her case at all...

It wasn't easy to wait for the emperor to go on an imperial expedition, but he was betrayed by his personal maid...

"I saved your life in the past because I didn't want others to criticize me. Now that my father has inherited the title, no one will talk about it anymore." Chu Ruolan slowly turned around and looked at her with a chuckle. "Fifth Sister, I'll send you to your last journey."

...

Yan He's first year, frost fell.

In a small courtyard of the Zhongyong Estate in the capital.

"Miss, it's getting dark. Wake up." A very familiar voice sounded in her ear. "The young master will be killed tomorrow. It's up to you to save him."

Chu Siyu opened her eyes in a daze. When she saw the person beside her clearly, her eyes instantly turned cold.

Peach!

She was a maid who had grown up with her.

When she was driven out of the Lord Protector's Manor, this girl was loyal and never abandoned her.

Chu Siyu was very moved and treated her like a sister. But until the hatchet men of the Lord Protector's Manor came, she knew...

Peach had always been Old Madam Chu's spy.

Even though they had been thrown out of the manor, the matriarch was still worried and sent people to keep an eye on them.

But why did she look so young?

What's more, she just said... that the young master would be executed tomorrow?

My brother isn't dead yet?

Chu Siyu widened her eyes in disbelief. She looked around and found that this was her courtyard in the Lord Protector's Manor. At this time, she...

Her fingers were green and green, and her hands were not full of calluses because of the wash. Her vision was clear, and her eyes were not damaged because she stayed up late to copy books...

Chu Siyu stumbled out of bed and almost trembled as she rushed to the dressing table.

The woman in the mirror had bright eyes and white teeth. She was in high spirits. She was obviously a young girl.

This was what she looked like when she was fourteen...

She had been beaten to death. How could she go back to ten years ago when she woke up? Was it God who saw their poor family and asked her to be reborn?

Great! My brother is still alive. It's not too late!

It was not too late for all of this tragedy!

The tears in Chu Xi's eyes fell down.

Her biological father, Chu Zhiyuan, was originally a general stationed in the northern border. When she was four years old, he had sacrificed his life for the country and the late Emperor had chased after him.

As for her mother, she had died a difficult death when she gave birth to her younger brother.

Among the three helpless children, the oldest was her elder brother, Chu Yan, who was only ten years old.

According to the law, the imperial court sent the surviving children back to the hometown of the capital.

He had no choice but to mention Chu Ziyu's grandfather.

Old Master Chu was originally a poor scholar. He married a concubine's daughter of the prime scholar in high school before he settled down in the capital.

Her father, Chu Zhiyuan, was the oldest son of Old Master Chu's wife in the countryside.

Back then, Old Master Chu had changed his wife into a concubine in order to build ties with this noble family.

The original wife refused. In order to keep her son's identity as the legitimate son, she died in front of the Chu family's ancestral temple.

Since she had not broken the rules, she could not be forced to rest, so she was buried in the ancestral grave as a legal wife.

Old Madam Chu could only be his second wife.

The son he had left behind was treated as a thorn in his side.

The young Chu Zhiyuan ran away from home, joined the army, and left for Beijiang.

It had been decades since he last came back. He had been working hard, married and had children outside. He had never returned home.

It was only after she was driven out of the Lord Protector's Manor that she managed to find out these secrets.

His father thought that he would never have any more interactions with the Chu family in the capital, so he did not tell the juniors about the incident that happened in the past.

When she first arrived at the Chu family home, she was only four years old.

For the sake of their reputation, the Chu family had already confessed that their grandmother was ill.

If she had known about this earlier, she would have been on her guard.

But it was too late.