“In the thirty-eighth year of Zhaoshun, General Wei Jun of Yuankang plotted a rebellion! His Majesty is grief-stricken and has ordered his immediate execution!”
At the herald’s command, the executioner slowly approached the man kneeling in shackles, holding a broad blade stained with blood.
The man’s hair hung loose, his eyes unfocused. A bitter, blood-tinged smile tugged at his lips. Perhaps only he knew what had really happened.
In a hoarse voice, he murmured, “I, Wei Jun, have lived up to my name. I served my ruler all my life, yet this is how it ends…”
When Wei Jun woke again, he had become Mo Binghan, the second young master of the Moying Manor. But it seemed Heaven was playing a cruel joke on him, turning him from a great general into the second young master of an assassin manor serving Baili Ranqi! The Moying Manor was notorious for its misdeeds throughout the martial world. What was he supposed to do?
After being reborn, Wei Jun also learned that his return to life was no accident. His uncle, Baili Ye, had traded half his life for it. On one side was Uncle Baili Ye, who had always protected him; on the other was Baili Ranqi, the ruler who had once ordered his execution. What choice would Wei Jun make in this new life?
The pig's trotters were pinned to the ground and rubbed repeatedly by the villain. The prince was injured from the beginning to the end. The protagonist was not very capable, and he only cares about the world. He was tricked again and again, and he was reborn? The one who was killed was still such a holy mother.
Shou's IQ is completely off the mark. He knew that the emperor was arranging a marriage and was unprepared. He even knew that the prince was poisoned and had these abnormal behaviors. He still hated him. Apart from roaring, he felt like he was a guinea pig being played by the emperor. This was the result of a new life. There was no revenge investigation or revenge at all. He was so out of touch with his IQ.
It feels like the article is quite lengthy, but the ending is pretty good!
It really is. . . It feels like I've made up the words.
Return the general, such a waste, no wonder he died like an ant in his previous life. That uncle Wang is such a waste for such a person.