Xie Changjue died once.
Died in the autumn night of Canglangyi. At the last moment, he saw King Su Yin Huaijin coming on horseback, but it was too late.
After his death, he turned into a ray of soul, floating next to Yin Huaijin. In the past three years, he watched this man thoroughly investigate the cause of his biological mother's death, seize power and ascend the throne, and conquer his homeland in the north. He also saw him sitting in front of an old knife in the middle of the night and blowing the wind alone on the tower. At the end, he felt as if he had wronged him.
He thought, it would be nice if he could do it again.
Then he opened his eyes and went back to the autumn when he was twenty-three years old, back to the time when the emperor pressed him to ask for a memorial to the war, and when Yin Huaijin spoke Mandarin through the sedan curtain.
This time he didn't stop the sedan and curse anyone. He changed his approach to stay by Yin Huaijin's side - blocking the hidden arrows in the court for him, gathering the old troops in the north, and guarding for him those things that he had carried alone for too long.
Yin Huaijin didn't believe him. Why did a person who just three days ago called himself "father and son" suddenly change? But when the man blocked the assassination for him, he sat in the pile of corpses covered in blood and smiled at him, saying, "It's not too late this time."
Yin Huaijin looked down at him, and suddenly wanted to ask - who are you.
Xie Changjue raised his head and looked back, and the wind from the north passed between them.
He said: "Just don't drive me away."
In this life, he won't be late again. In this life, His Highness King Su, who has the world but no one can trust him, will slowly learn to accept a bowl of hot tea.
Traveling across mountains and rivers, they would end up drinking wine on a snowy night and start over from the beginning of what they had left unfinished in their previous lives.
