Five years after my death, I crawled back from a mass grave.
In my previous life, I was Jiang Jinyue, the most noble daughter of Tianqi. I was personally given a glass of poisonous wine by my husband, Xie Jinglan.
Reborn as an orphan, I vowed revenge, to make the unfaithful emperor pay with his blood.
But when I set up the killing plan, I saw the aloof Majesty, barefooted and kneeling in the heavy rain, begging hoarsely:
"Yue'er, I am willing to be a dog, please turn back."
I sneered and threw back the jade seal he sent me: "Xie Jinglan, I don't care about your empire."
But he tore up his dragon robe in front of the court and held the imperial seal in front of me:
"Then I use thousands of miles of mountains and rivers as my retainer, and the nine-level imperial palace as my cage. I just ask you to look at me again."
Later, I stood side by side with him holding a sword, and the four kingdoms surrendered.
He grew old overnight for me, and I reversed the cause and effect for him.
The historian asked how to record this legend.
He held my hand and carved together: "In this life, I am willing to be the subject of one person."
