"Why?" She asked with tears in her eyes on the Zhuxian platform.
He cut open her chest with his own hands and transplanted the phoenix heart to another woman.
Three hundred years later, at a grand event in the fairy world, she returned in awe with the sound of phoenix singing.
She leaned into the ear of the former emperor and whispered: You're fine!
The emperor held her hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Xi'er, I am willing to pay with my life."
She pulled her hand and chuckled: "Your life? I don't care about it."
It wasn't until darkness fell and he stood in front of her, his blood stained white clothes, that she knew...
When I broke my heart, it was a calamity and a fate. And he loves her to the core, and he also owes her the most.
