I dressed up as a traitor who couldn't survive more than three chapters in the book.
To save my life, I wrote a letter of surrender to the loyal minister who would imprison me in the future.
He replied with one word: "Yes."
Everyone in the court said that Pei Shaoqing was playing a big game and wanted to wipe out all the traitors.
I thought so too.
Until he accidentally entered his room one night.
Thirty-seven letters are neatly framed on the wall——
I wrote them all to him.
The corners of the oldest cover were frayed, and the ink stains seemed to have been wetted by something.
The date of signing was seven years ago.
At that time, Shen Zhao had not yet read this book.
He doesn't know me yet either.
He found out later.
He had been waiting for this letter for two lifetimes.
[Loyal minister × traitorous minister · Wearing books × Rebirth · Running in both directions · No abuse]
When he rushed to the execution ground in his last life, he only had time to catch a cold corpse.
In this life, he received my letter and replied with one word.
When the pen tip landed on the paper, my hand was shaking.
Intention: Even if identities are opposed and fate kills each other, sincerity and preference can eventually transcend the cycle of life and death, creating a heartwarming story of two-way travel.