Three days ago, the Great Xia Dynasty was defeated in the northern border, and the entire army of 200,000 elite troops was wiped out. His father Lin Yuan, as Minister of War, was framed by the Prime Minister's party for collaborating with the enemy and treason, and the evidence was conclusive.
The emperor was furious and ordered that all members of the Lin family be imprisoned and be executed at noon tomorrow.
And she, the former legitimate daughter of a minister, is now the most despicable death row prisoner in the sky prison.
"... Tick tock."
Water droplets seeped out from the cracks in the stone and fell to the ground, leaving a small dark wet mark.
I see.
Time traveled.
Dressed as the daughter of a traitor who will be beheaded tomorrow.
Lin Zhixia twitched the corners of her mouth, and bitterness spread in her mouth. As a soldier, she was used to life and death, but the feeling of being transformed from a butcher to a lamb to be slaughtered was really... Terrible.
The heavy chains made a harsh friction sound on the stone ground.
Someone is coming.
There were more than one footsteps, echoing in the dead cell corridor, getting closer and closer.
Lin Zhixia struggled to sit up against the wall. The cold and rough wall made her shiver. She wiped the blood from her forehead with her sleeves and cast her eyes warily outside the cell door.
The light was blocked by a tall figure.
The visitor was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with complicated flowing cloud patterns embroidered on the corners with silver thread. The material still glowed softly in the dim light. It is incompatible with this filthy prison.
He had the smell of fine ambergris, elegant, but at this moment it seemed extremely pungent.
Lin Zhixia's eyes slowly moved up and saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Sword eyebrows and star eyes, face like a crown jade.
It's Xiao Yifei.
The son of the prime minister and the fiancé of her original owner.
