In the previous life of Aixinjue Luo Yongqi and Yunjiao, they fell in love with each other when they met in the snow, and they were favored in the palace. Their love was deep, but their fate was shallow and their hatred lasted.
The two people died on the same day, but Yunjiao didn't expect that she would be reborn. She was reborn in front of her brother's house. Yunjiao was holding a cold handkerchief, her knuckles were white, and the cold wind was blowing. The wind on the day she entered the house was exactly the same as the cold before she died in her previous life.
She looked at the familiar courtyard, her heart beating fast - this time, she did not come with calculations, but with regret and unspoken affection.
Yong Qi came slowly, her eyebrows still gentle, just like when she first saw Luoxue. The poison, lies and betrayal of her previous life turned into hot tears, stuck in her throat. She didn't want to make the same mistake again, she didn't want him to die young again, and she didn't want them to die together.
In this life, she just wants to keep him safe and sound, year after year. The thread of fate has long been entangled. The fate of this rebirth is redemption, or another encounter between sincerity and sincerity.
