In the execution ground of his previous life, Xiao Jin was covered in blood. Before he died, he clutched half of the peace charm handed over by Shen Gui. Only then did he realize that he had lived for more than twenty years, and it was all a carefully crafted scam. His aunt Wang poisoned his biological mother and colluded with the Northern Barbarians. The princelings borrowed knives to massacre all the Zhenbei Hou family, but he watched helplessly as Shen Guiwan blocked the fatal arrows for him and died with a smile.
Once reborn, return to the day we first met. At the cold banquet in the Hou Mansion, everyone insulted Shen Guiwan, the daughter of the guilty minister, but he reached out and handed a piece of warm osmanthus cake to her hand.
The concubine who was trampled upon by everyone in the past holds the Taixu Sword Sect's military book and the Northern Xinjiang Iron Wolf Camp Tiger Talisman, and hides his bone-tempering martial arts, settling blood feud step by step;
The orphaned criminal girl who used to huddle in a corner and let others beat and scold her, borrowed an embroidery workshop to weave the capital's intelligence network, with all kinds of plans hidden behind her eyes, becoming his most stable rear.
There are many poisonous schemes in the Hou Mansion, the swords in the Jinluan Palace are undercurrent, and 200,000 Northern Barbarian cavalry are pressing down on the border.
Holding Shang Fang's sword, he can kill the sycophants and calm down the wolf smoke, and wants to seize thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to protect her alone;
Using paper and pen as a blade, she uncovered conspiracies, laid hidden clues, and guarded his return journey with all her wisdom.
The mighty power is a shackle, and the wind and snow thousands of miles away is the destination.
When the dust settled in the court hall and the beacon smoke in northern Xinjiang extinguished, Xiao Jin took off the python robe of the regent, took Shen Guiwan and returned to Yanyun to hide in Yanyun, and built a Jinxu academy to take in the orphans of the war.
The wind and snow have been with me for half my life, and the light of the sword has been my companion. The countless splendors and splendors in the world are not as good as those of you and me, side by side, safe every year.
Intention: two-way redemption and ordinary destination
