Shen Yun had died once.
In her previous life, the man she loved most raised his sword and slaughtered her entire family. Before taking her own life, she told him, “If there's another life, I hope I never meet you.”
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the age of sixteen, back to the alley where she had first met him. He knelt in the muddy water, covered in blood, a light in his eyes she had never seen before.
This time, she didn't save him.
But the threads of fate stretched farther than she had imagined. The boy she had abandoned in the alley still used every means at his disposal to climb, step by step, to the Crown Prince's side, becoming the youngest general in the Liang Kingdom. He took arrows for her, took blades for her, investigated cases for her, and each time nearly paid with his life.
Shen Yun didn't know that he, too, had been reborn after his death. He didn't know that Heaven had offered him a choice: “Would you trade your life for hers?” He had agreed without hesitation.
In this life, he asked for nothing but her survival. It didn't matter if she hated him or even killed him with her own hands.
But as the truth was peeled back layer by layer, Shen Yun discovered that he had never been the one who destroyed her Liang Kingdom in her previous life. He had been imprisoned in a secret dungeon for three years, his entire clan had been wiped out, and he had left the world carrying a lifetime of regret.
Before he died, Heaven asked him, “If you could do it all over again, would you trade your life for hers?”
He said, “Gladly.”
