She was declared "died in infancy" at the age of five. When she returned fourteen years later, her entire family was convicted of treason, and she was executed three days later.
The world calls her: misfortune, nemesis, disaster star.
She smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am the dead man. I came here today just to live up to my title."
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The most mysterious master of the undercover in Beijing has been looking for her for twelve years.
What he was looking for was not an enemy, but a girl who had died long ago.
He took off the iron ring he had worn for twelve years, with a word engraved on the inside: Kite.
"Every year on your memorial day, I go to sit in front of the empty tomb for a whole day. I bring a pot of wine and two sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. I sit there until the sunset you love to watch has gone down, and then I leave."
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She took a picture of the defense of the prison of the Ministry of Justice:
"You help me save my family."
"Why?"
"I can make anyone's death look like an accident - including the one sitting on the dragon throne."
The secret line he had buried in the Ministry of Justice for three years was exposed overnight.
"It's useless. It's worth it."
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She backhanded the knife and nailed it into the carriage wall:
"This stabbing is for my father. The second stabbing is for my mother. The third stabbing is for my second brother. After the third stabbing, I want Zheng Huairen's head."
He handed over the poison-quenched short blade from outside the car:
"Your knife is not fast enough. I'm afraid your hands are shaking."
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He was her only way out.
She was his obsession that he wanted to protect even at the risk of everything.
"Brother Yanzhi."
"Yeah."
"You're scarier than I thought."
"Each other."
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[Crazy criticism of disaster stars × affectionate secret master｜Strong alliances｜Planning for revenge｜Sad and sweet pull｜He is looking for
