Zhao Xier was reborn, but a little too late. She had already been locked in Sheng’an Temple for drugging the crown prince.
In her previous life, she had suffered every kind of torment and hardship there, so she escaped.
She knew that before long, the emperor and the crown prince would die, the Gu family would be exiled, and Qin Rui would eventually ascend the throne. Then war would break out, and the realm would fall into chaos.
Reborn, she should have seized the advantage and done something for the good of the country and its people.
But she knew she didn’t have what it took to turn the tide and shape the realm, so she didn’t want to get involved in their conflicts.
All she wanted was to keep herself alive and live a peaceful life.
She fled far away from them, but those people had no intention of letting her go, dragging her back into the eye of the storm time and again.
They watched coldly as she struggled desperately to survive.
Zhao Xier was furious. She decided to throw caution to the wind: if they wanted a fight, they could have one. The worst that could happen was death, and it wasn’t as if she hadn’t died before.
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