"Shen Hanchuan will not survive this winter solstice."
Su Zhaowan heard this sentence a full one hundred and eight times.
Every time I listen to it, time goes back to three days ago.
She was trapped in the early spring of the twelfth year of Yongjia, repeating the same life over and over again.
Until she climbed over the high wall of the prime minister's palace and met the powerful official who was rumored to be "not long in life"——
Shen Hanchuan was sitting on the wall in plain clothes, his face was as pale as snow, but when he raised his eyes, his eyes were as clear as stars:
"Princess, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
She thought she was the savior who had come to end the cycle.
Little did she know that this time-travel was originally the second chance given to her by fate——
To make up for my mother's unfinished regrets, to save the young man who should have been dazzling but was stuck in the mud.
Su Zhaowan held his cold hand:
"Shen Hanchuan, from today on, your life is under my control."
Shen Hanchuan chuckled, but his eyes turned red:
"Princess Princess, you know that I have been waiting for this sentence for seventeen years."
Later, when the poison struck him, he was so painful that he trembled all over, but he only held her hand tightly:
"Wanwan, if I can't survive this time..."
She kissed his pale lips: "There is no if. I will go back in time over and over again until I save you."
