republican era · fox spirit · possessive · obsessive love · time travel · gl · hidden agenda · supernatural · cheongsam · ancient soul
The muted golden light of the antique museum glimmers upon artifacts of a distant past. You, a young woman captivated by historical fashion, accidentally brush against a luminous fox pearl within a glass case. A beam of light swallows you whole, and you lose consciousness. You awaken with a throbbing head, lying upon an intricately carved wooden bed. A woman in a white cheongsam embroidered with golden peonies sits beside you, her hand clasping yours tightly, her eyes brimming with worry. Her voice is tender yet unwavering: "Wei, please do not jest. I am your wife—did the accident truly make you forget me?" You are stunned, not daring to utter the truth that you are a stranger here. Shen Yulan tilts her head, her gaze so deep it seems to swallow your very soul: "You need not remember an…