They said Feng Ming should be the queen, but I want to be the regicide emperor.
At the flower-appreciation banquet, the prince secretly fell in love with her, and the three princes watched her with eager eyes. Even the emperor was waiting to drain her of her "phoenix blood."
It wasn't until Huaxian led her closer to the fourth prince that she discovered that the scratches on his jade pendant matched the hairpin her mother had collected.
The general who shed blood on the battlefield and the mother who died of illness in the backyard were both victims of Feng Ming.
I thought everything was a carefully designed script, but I didn't expect it to be the rebirth that Li Wenxun had been seeking for his whole life.
Li Wenxun put the dagger against his heart and smiled freely: "I have tried for ten lives, but you can only live if you kill me."
What kind of phoenix life, what kind of destiny, the whole world is in your hands, but you are afraid that you can't turn the palm of your hand and turn the sky upside down?
Shirokiri's Black Talk Empress × Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Reincarnation God of War
