Meng Jinan died in the enemy camp on that snowy night, and was reborn as fifteen years old. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to slap the time-traveling girl Shen Jingyao.
In the previous life, you took away my love, harmed my loved ones, and destroyed my home and country. In this life, your good luck should come to an end!
She put away her infatuation, became cold-hearted, and no longer loved anyone.
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The system asked her to attack three talented people who had other people's hearts.
Only Xie Heng, who was not on the list, regarded her as his fate.
Later, she faked her death and escaped, and he carved a tombstone for her with his own hands.
When we met again, the docile young guard in the past had become a general with power over both countries.
He grabbed her waist and kissed her hard and crazy:
"Don't leave me."
(On the other side of the door, the male protagonist she is attacking is still standing in the corridor waiting.)
[Rebirth + system + wife chasing crematorium + ultimate sadomasochism + BE aesthetics + loyal dog + double cleansing]
Demining: 1. The female protagonist will kiss the male partner. 2. The male protagonist has fewer scenes in the early stage, and there are not many emotional lines, but they are all in the later stages. 3. The ending be has been decided.
Copywriting one:
Xie Heng was not Meng Jinan's target. The light she gave freely illuminated the puppy's life.
Later, she often stood on the corridor, looking at the empty courtyard, as if she could still see the guard in mysterious clothes, standing there, his eyes always following her, as docile as a puppy.
No matter she is an arrogant princess or a violent avenger, he will always be behind her, regardless of the reason, without talking about gains and losses, and without asking for anything in return.
May the princess be safe and worry-free every year.
[A pure novice author, please don't comment if you don't like it. If you have any questions, please leave a message. Even if only one person reads it, I am willing to continue writing until it is finished.
Intention: Move forward with hatred as a blade, but understand the weight of love when you lose it.