Qin Wan viveu durante quinze anos no palácio do marquês, cercada de carinho e atenção. Porém, naquele dia, seu pai trouxe de volta uma jovem da fronteira, dizendo ser filha de um vice-general que lhe
"Qin Wan, Yan'er’s father died saving me. It would be enough if you simply did not treat her well, but you actually pushed her into the water in the depths of winter. That is deliberate murder. Do you plead guilty?"
With that, a slap landed hard across Qin Wan’s face, and the stinging pain left her stunned on the spot.
At the scene before her, she was dazed.
A year ago, in the great war at the frontier, one of Qin Huai’s deputy commanders died saving him. With his last breath, he entrusted his only daughter, Su Yan'er, to Qin Huai’s care.
That very day, Qin Huai promised he would treat Su Yan'er as though she were his own daughter.
Yet for some reason, after Su Yan'er entered the household, they all seemed to have forgotten who their true daughter was.
"Qin Wan! Yan'er’s father has scarcely grown cold in his grave, and if you continue to be so overbearing, do not blame me, your elder brother, for taking action to discipline you!"
"Wan'er, this was prepared by Mother for Yan'er. She has lost her father and is pitiable indeed; we should be kind to her. Just yield a little to her!"
"Qin Wan, how could I have a daughter so lacking in manners? You are the legitimate young miss of the marquis's household, raised in comfort and luxury, yet you are not even one ten-thousandth as good as Yan'er. I, too, must be cursed by sin to have fathered a daughter like you!"
Qin Wan had long grown used to enduring such words.
But that day, at the em