I met him when I was seventeen, married him when I was eighteen, helped him marry six concubines at the age of twenty, watched him plot a rebellion at the age of twenty-six, and died in his own hands at the age of twenty-seven. Before he died, he smiled and said that he must not know Yuan Zhimo in the next life. At the age of twenty-eight, he also died. Before his death, he listened to outsiders praising virtues and sighing with regrets. He also smiled. He would definitely not be Yuan Zhimo in his next life, just be a pig that didn't understand anything.
And then... Yuan Zhimo found himself back in his prime.
Yuan Zhimo smiled and said, "Let's be a beautiful pig."
But the man just stared at him with a lilting smile. He knows the strangers, and being a pig requires talent. You are not qualified.
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