In her previous life, Lan Xi was the celebrated courtesan of the capital’s entertainment quarter. In the end, she hanged herself with a three-foot length of white silk.
Reborn, when the young man in blue robes who had appeared in her childhood offered to take her away, she didn’t hesitate.
Seven years later, she returned to the capital as the Princess of Luoyang.
People said the Princess of Luoyang was composed, and nothing and no one could ever ruffle her.
They also said the court’s new favorite, a powerful minister with a taste for blood and killing, was a god of death from the Underworld, someone to be feared and avoided.
One day, the god of death asked her gently, “Princess, can you forgive your servant for overstepping his station?”
After reading this article, do you always feel a sense of belonging that "the years are quiet and good"? I don't know why [stroking my beard]