On the third day of her wedding, Ning Xuejing did not expect that she would be reborn.
It was ten years ago when she opened her eyes again. She touched the wet tears on her cheeks and remembered the deep eyes of the man before he died.
It was still dark, and it was snowing heavily outside the window. Ning Xuejing didn't even wear a few thick clothes, so she hurried out the door.
In the wind and snow, she struggled through the snowy wilderness and rushed to the place where she met in her previous life.
Half of a person was exposed in the snowdrift in the abandoned garden. The young man was covered in blood and was extremely sick.
"Wei Lingbai!"
Ning Xuejing rushed over, tremblingly peeling away the snow, pulling off the fox fur to wrap him up, blood mixed with snow covered her palms.
The traitorous minister who held great power in later generations was just a bereaved wild dog, left to die in the snow.
"Follow me, I'll take you home." Ning Xuejing wiped away her tears and reached out to him.
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes empty, obviously not recognizing her.
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Ning Xuejing took the man back to the inner courtyard to raise him and help him slowly heal his injuries.
"Why does Miss Fifth treat me so well?"
The young man raised his face, his eyes were horribly black under the filth, like a pool of stagnant water, dull and dull.
"Because I owed you something in my previous life."
Ning Xuejing was silent for a long time, responded lightly, and started to leave.
The hand that was about to pull away was suddenly held by Wei Lingbai.
A glimmer of light appeared in the young man's dark eyes, ambiguous and shockingly bright.
He suddenly smiled and slowly tightened his grip on the woman's hand.
"Madam, your conscience has finally found out, and you know that you have failed me?"
Wei Lingbai leaned forward, close to the woman's neck, and breathed out moist and hot:
"Didn't expect it? This time I even remember clearly how I died."
Unfortunately, the traitor she killed was also reborn...
Male protagonist's perspective:
Revenge (x)
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🥵🥵🥵Her ghost husband is back to court...
Intention: Spring has arrived, flowers have bloomed, and hope will never end
