Morrendo ajoelhado na neve, depois que deixei minha casa vocês imploraram para eu voltar
Após doze anos como camponesa, Luo Yunqiao foi levada de volta para a mansão do marquês, tornando-se a jovem senhora. Todos diziam que ela estava indo desfrutar de uma vida de luxo, mas mal sabiam que
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The first year of the Jing'an Era, the Winter Solstice.
It was the bitterest part of winter, with snow swirling thickly through the air. The Kingdom of Yan lay buried beneath a vast expanse of white.
In the empty courtyard behind Zhaojue Temple in the capital, Luo Yunqiao fainted once more after three consecutive months of kneeling and reciting sutras, her strength finally giving out.
When she awoke, she was already on the road back to the Jing'an Marquis Residence.
The carriage creaked over the muddy road. Amid the jolting, Luo Yunqiao slowly opened her eyes.
“Miss, you’re awake.”
The voice was filled with both surprise and delight. It was Yinxin, the young maid who had served her ever since she entered the marquis’s household.
“How… are you… here?”
After three months of intermittent high fevers, Luo Yunqiao’s throat was so swollen and hoarse that speaking was terribly difficult.
Fortunately, Yinxin had served her for more than two years. She quickly understood and replied, “Miss, Old Madam has returned to the residence. When she learned that your period of punishment was over, she ordered them to bring you home. You won’t have to suffer anymore.”
Yinxin’s voice choked with emotion, and her words easily dragged Luo Yunqiao’s memories back three years.
Three years earlier, people from the Jing’an Marquis Residence had appeared in Luo Village. They had told Luo Yunqiao that she was not a peasant girl at all, but the eldest daughter of the Jing’an Marquis Residence, and that they