The arrow from the Xuanwu Gate Incident penetrated his neck, and Li Jiancheng woke up in severe pain.
I was shocked to realize that I was reborn on the eve of the coup, with cicadas chirping outside the window like a life-threatening curse.
He touched his intact neck tremblingly, and the memories of death in his previous life surged like a tide.
"Your Highness, the King of Qin may have done something strange!" Wei Zheng broke in late at night, his voice filled with anxiety that he had ignored in his previous life.
Li Jiancheng stared at the clock, and saw the three moments of Yinshi - the moment when his soul died in his previous life.
"Chuan Changhe!" His voice was hoarse but decisive, "Xuanwumen can only go in but not out."
When Li Shimin led his army through dawn, he discovered that all the crossbowmen on the tower were the guards of the East Palace.
The arrow's cold light pointed at his shocked face.
