Introduction:
Dressed as the thirteen-year-old grandson Wuyou, I activated a fatal talent: the person I marry will die.
This is the early Tang Dynasty, but it is a fantasy world where spiritual energy is revived and saints are respected. Taizong Li Shimin was supposed to be the son of destiny, but because of my existence, his destiny was suppressed and he was always in danger of dying young. It turns out that Queen Changsun, who died young in the history books, was wiped out by God's will like this.
Looking at the sickly but clear-eyed young King Qin, I suddenly became anxious and decided to throw away all the resources of the clan and the knowledge of future generations before he could change his destiny. Refining the body, building the foundation, and gaining luck! I taught him how to hide his sword and also accompanied him in drawing his sword.
That night at the Xuanwu Gate, he came here bathed in blood, and his luck turned into the shadow of a golden dragon. He stretched out his hand to me: "Guanyin, my life is hard enough now."
I held his hand and smiled with tears in my eyes: "It's not enough. You have to live longer than me, for eternity."
