In my last life, he personally fed me a bowl of abortion pills.
"Shen Yuan, are you worthy of carrying my child?"
I swallowed it with a smile and cursed him with my last breath——
"Xiao Yan, I want you to destroy your country with your own hands." When I woke up again, I returned to three years ago.
That night, he stayed in my bedroom for the first time.
I faced the candlelight and carved my hatred into my bones and blood inch by inch.
This time, I won't run away.
I want him to fall in love with me and then crush his heart into powder with my own hands. But the way he looked at me changed——
It is no longer indifference and use, but a tolerant, almost humble affection.
He personally delivers soup to me every day and stands outside my window late at night without daring to come in.
He even learned to take the pulse of a pregnant woman just to make sure that I and the baby were okay. What I didn't know was that he was also a reborn person.
After I died in the previous life, he knelt in front of the Buddha all night, killed the queen for me, and emptied the harem for me.
He said: "This time, I am here to beg you." Thousands of miles away, Chen Wang Xiao Yu, who was guarding the border, hid a jade pendant with the word "kite" engraved on it.
That was the obsession he had engraved on me ten years ago when he scooped up fallen flowers from the river for me.
He was the only person who extended a helping hand to me in my previous life, and it was also in this life that I could not respond to his tenderness. The Queen Mother set up a trap, the Queen poisoned her, the country was a chess piece, and love and hate were a blade.
Two enemies with memories of their past lives, testing and torturing each other in the deep palace——
Little did he know, the truth behind that bowl of abortion pills was far more cruel than hatred. He compensated me with his country as a betrothal, and I gave him a prosperous and boundless life.
But can that thorn really be pulled out?
