On the wedding night, Lu Heng lifted my hijab and said in a low voice - "Lin Wanqing, this time, I won't let you die in the fire again."
My blood ran cold all over. He was also reborn.
In my previous life, I rushed into a fire to save him, but he held another woman in his arms and watched me burn to ashes. In this life, I want him to repay you twice as much. But he pressed my hand on his chest - there was no heartbeat, no body temperature.
"I'll use my remaining life to go back in time for three years," his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper. "In three years, I will go back to that fire."
There was a penetrating wound in his palm, blood gushed out, but the fleshy buds healed in a few breaths. It turns out that he is no longer alive.
Later, it was spread all over the capital that the sick prince of Zhenbei Hou Mansion was crazy. When he went to court, he tore up the memorial to impeach his wife in public. After going to court, he knelt in the ancestral hall and traced her name one by one on the tablet all night long.
