Rebirth and time travel in wrong time and space
"He pretended to be crazy for ten years, and the begonia on his sleeve was stained with blood; I was called the ninth level, and the jade shattered into ashes under the lamp."
——We all thought that the end of this scene would be the moment between life and death.
"Until he returns from crushing the galaxy and casts the dragon chair into a cage."
The most painful decision in Murong Xuanzhao's life was to personally exile the "idiotic" emperor's younger brother who always handed crabapple branches to the dog cave to the frontier. The world scolded him for being cold-blooded, but they didn't know that he knelt in the palace every night, using gold thread to sew up the jade pendant that he had trampled to pieces - just like sewing up the heart that was bruised and bruised to protect him.
"But he didn't know that in that body that drank from the frontier of hatred, a crazy soul from the previous world had awakened."
When Murong Xuanyi led his cavalry into the city, he pinched the emperor's brother's slender neck and sneered: "I'm back to get what you owe me." But he heard the other party chuckle in suffocation: "The arrow wound on your waist... Still hurts?" - That was the fatal arrow that his brother blocked for him when he was ten years old.
"Old dreams hidden in the incense of agarwood, unfinished obsessions in the blood book on the mirror"
The modern soul thinks it is controlling the chess game, but it always loses consciousness when it smells familiar incense. The moment he tore open his dragon robe and saw the tattoo on his heart, he realized that this body had already been marked with lovesickness. The emperor on the dragon throne gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes: "The wolf cub I raised cannot escape this chess game watered with blood."
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Intention: love/hate