
The Blood Empress Faked Her Death, and Her Ex-Husband Went Mad
血皇她死遁后,前夫疯了
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- Completed
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- 19k Words
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- Updated
- 3mo ago
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- Fanqie
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Hello sisters, I am the author of "After the Blood Emperor escaped, her ex-husband went crazy". I am Xianqi 😳 This story is officially signed today. I want to talk to you about why I wrote it. The reason for writing this story is actually very simple—— I've seen enough plots where the heroine is wronged but still smiles and says "it's okay". I've seen enough of her kneeling in the rain all night, just waiting for the male protagonist to say "Let's go." After seeing enough of her pouring out her heart and soul for him, she finally said, "I only treat you as my sister." Why? Why does the heroine have to bear all the heartbreak? Why does every pursuit of his wife's crematorium end up being another forgiveness for the heroine? So in Rosalind's story, I wanted to write something a little different. She doesn't die. It's not the kind of death where you die and then come back to love again. It is real death - death of heart and body, together with all expectations and fantasies, turned to ashes at dawn. And when she returned from the blood abyss, holding their daughter in her arms, and facing the man who was kneeling on the ground begging her to kill him, she didn't hate him, didn't punish him, and didn't even give him an extra glance. She said to the attendant beside her: "Who brought this person in? Clear out the blood clan assembly and other people." The cruelest revenge in the world is never hate. Hate at least shows that you still care. The cruelest revenge is that you are not even a punctuation mark in the story of the rest of my life. This is the story I want to tell you. It is a woman who, after dying once, finally becomes her own light and no longer needs anyone to light a lamp for her. The story is not long, but I wrote each chapter very seriously. There is no hydrology or watery plot. Each paragraph is what I want to say to you. Because I don't want to let down everyone who opens this book, just like Rosalind won't let herself down anymore. If you have ever fallen into the dust because of a person, I want to give you this story. I hope you can be like Rosalind, and after dying once, live in such a way that no one dares to make you cry again. May your sincerity never be let down again. The new book has been opened and the first chapter is on the way. If this story reminds you of someone, or makes you ache in a corner of your heart, then it was written for you. ——The author who loves you, written on the day of signing the contract.