I was reborn at the scene where Wei Heng threw the hairpin and broke off the engagement.
I didn't know until I was about to die in my previous life that he married me to use my destiny for happiness.
On the night of his drowning, he hugged Xin Huan and sneered: "She's just a merchant girl, do you really think she's worthy of being the mistress of the Wei family?"
In this life, I wiped away my tears and said, "I can break off the engagement, but I can add ten thousand taels of gold."
After signing the deed, he turned around and ran into the arms of the incognito prince.
His fingertips brushed the scar on my shoulder: "Who hurt it?"
Later, I became the richest man, but the Wei family was executed for treason.
The prince held an umbrella for me at the execution ground: "My lonely princess, are you still satisfied?"
Seriously injured and falling off a cliff, Xie Zhao struggled to death in the cold stream.
I was vaguely awakened by the mysterious fragrance of medicine, and found myself in a simple stone room in Qiwu Valley.
A woman in plain clothes who called herself Qingwu brought the medicinal dew: "Heir to the Dragon Soul, you are here."
Deep in the valley outside the door, a towering sycamore sacred tree flowing with pale golden flames stood in the sky.
The dragon pendant buzzed, echoing the light of the sacred tree.
Qingwu's eyes were deep: "Your road has just begun from here."
"And the storm outside is coming soon."
