I Didn't Want to Fake My Death Either

A mild, yielding little sweetheart x a man who goes mad in silence.

Xu Jiayi, the Grand Tutor's daughter, grew up alongside the Crown Prince. At her childhood zhuazhou ceremony, she even picked up the jade pendant he always wore. The Crown Prince treated her wonderfully and granted every wish she made.

In the sixteenth year of the Minglong era, she married into the Eastern Palace, just as everyone expected.

But late that autumn, a fire broke out in the Eastern Palace, and the Crown Princess's body was never found.

In the depths of winter, in a small border town, a simply dressed young woman was diagnosed by a physician as pregnant. She froze in shock.

Xu Jiayi, reborn from her previous life, knew that in a few years the Crown Prince would be deposed and her entire family would die. The cause was her identity as a surviving descendant of the previous dynasty.

She quietly hinted at the truth to her father, brothers, and the Crown Prince, but none of them believed her. She racked her brains but couldn't find a way out, so all she could do was stage her own death and eliminate herself, the root of the disaster. Her parents didn't know who she really was. If they found out, they would probably regret raising her. As for the Crown Prince, he had only married her because it was convenient. Without her, it probably wouldn't matter much to him.

But she hadn't had a child in her previous life!

Xu Jiayi was on the verge of tears. She had no choice but to secretly write to the capital for help.

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Li Xuanyin had lived three lifetimes. In the first, Xu Jiayi died protecting him. In the second, she died saving him. In the third... before he could even begin to make plans, she died in a fire.

He watched bluish smoke rise from the ashes in the morning sun, as if the Buddha were warning him that he was her curse, a sinner destined never to be with her in any lifetime.

He staged a coup and killed everyone who had used her identity to scheme against him. After placing his imperial uncle on the throne, he had already given up on life.

Then a letter from home, disguised layer after layer and passed from hand to hand, arrived at the Grand Tutor's residence. His men intercepted it.

There was only one short line asking for money. The handwriting was graceful but the strokes were sharp. He had taught her to write it himself, guiding her hand.

The Crown Prince led a group of men out of the city at a gallop in the dead of night.

In the deepening twilight, he saw the person he had longed for day and night. She was heavily pregnant, and there was a man beside her.

On the road, he had thought that as long as she was safe, nothing else mattered. Suddenly, a towering rage surged through him.

He thought, once she gives birth, I'll kill that man. What kind of decent person would bring her to a place like this?

He held himself back, afraid to approach, and so he missed the fleeting disappointment in her eyes when she saw him hesitate.

- An alternate setting, with very little grounding in reality.

- A reborn story, but each rebirth is like entering a parallel timeline of one's own life.

- At heart, this is a sweet, domestic romance about marrying first, having a child, and falling in love afterward.

- Each lifetime has a different perspective, and the heroine accepts whatever happens, while the hero refuses to accept any outcome in which they aren't together. The hero's rebirth came from a great vow he made. He's essentially an obsessive man with low moral standards, so proceed with caution if that bothers you.

Theme: Have a clear conscience.