On my wedding night, I had a glass of orange juice, and when I woke up, I became a death row prisoner being executed, and she replaced me, the sole heir of the Wang family and his lover. One bullet, is that the end? Why? I don't believe it, I'm not willing to give in... It feels so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm suffocating. No, how can you feel when you are dead? "Hmph, you deserve to be suffocated to death. Who asked you to be born to fight with me? Die!" A young but vicious voice thought above the head. I saw a face that horrified me through the gap in the towel covering my face. That was actually my six-year-old face! When he was two years old, the family suffered changes. The old man who had always been strong and healthy suddenly passed away. The two wives began to seize power. One-third of the family members were missing, and the warm and harmonious family turned into intrigues. When the old man came to see me the night before he died, he said: "My child, this family is going to end. Please help me. Haha, I must be confused, you are only a two-year-old child!" The old man touched my head and handed me a wood-carved windmill. "My child, I will give you this windmill to play with. Think of it as your two-year-old birthday gift today. Be sure to keep it and don't lose it." "The old man in front of me gradually overlapped with the figure that had always been in my mind, and I couldn't help but do the same action as in the previous life, but the difference was that I didn't cry. I just said calmly: "This is the first time that grandpa has not given the toy to anyone else. I will treasure it well. No one can take away the things from our dark blue royal family."