Fu Yanci died that rainy night. When he fell down the stairs, his last thought was: If I could do it again, I would never marry him.
Ding - a mechanical voice came from my mind: Strong regret value detected, host, please choose whether to be reborn?
She did not hesitate: Yes!
When she opened her eyes again, she went back to the eve of her marriage to Lu Chen.
This time, she went straight to the heavily guarded official residence in the west of the city and knocked on the door of the rumored cold-blooded young marshal.
Fu Yanci clutched half of the jade pendant in the vague memory of his previous life, and looked directly into the man's bottomless eyes: "Young Marshal, did I... Owe you my life when I was a child?"
The man's slender fingers playing with the jade pendant suddenly tightened, and an almost imperceptible shock surged through his eyes.
Later, it became known throughout the city that Marshal Lu's fiancée, Pipa, had gone away and married the King of Hell, whom no one dared to offend.
What's even more shocking is that on their wedding night, the cold and cruel young man knelt down on one knee and said in a low voice while putting on her shoes, "I've been waiting for you all my life, and finally I'm waiting for you to come back."
