The Water-Moon Spirit Realm: Yin Tianqi Reborn

Yin Tianqi had never known despair could feel like this. When the truth came out and Zhao Yun died, he could still tell himself that he had Tianxue. But when Leihen died, Yin Tianqi finally understood that in this life, he truly was beyond forgiveness. If he could live his life over again, all he would want was to make things right with that younger sister of his. He only hoped that, in Leihen's final days, he could reclaim the bond between siblings that time had cast aside. My current serial is "After Disguising Myself as a Man, I Became King with One Sword." Please add it to your collection and show your support. This newcomer is still finding her way. Blurb: People often sigh: Donglou is dazzling, Xicheng is unruly, Nansang is a rake, and Beijiang... Beijiang Zhao is the heir of Beijiang, and a hostage in Beijiang. After revealing his first secret during a hunt that nearly cost him his life, Beijiang Zhao finally understood. You may not provoke anyone, but they will provoke you anyway. So he decided to strike first. Fortunately, his greatest secret was still safe. It was just that Xicheng Ling had gotten attached to him. One was the heir of Beijiang, a hostage in Beijiang who had been all but forgotten and abandoned. The other was the heir of Xicheng, who would become king the moment he turned eighteen. Beijiang Zhao had never known what friendship was, but during those days, he experienced the trust shared between friends. In the end, though, he betrayed it. "Beijiang Zhao, I treated you as my best friend, and you killed me for the sake of your Beijiang." The dagger that had once saved Xicheng Ling from danger was ultimately plunged straight into his heart. It turned out that nothing changed more easily than the human heart. In a single day, the winds shifted and the land fell into chaos. Lords and nobles seized power across the realm, and former fellow disciples became enemies. At the same time, Beijiang Zhao's greatest secret was exposed: beneath those splendid robes was a woman's delicate form. When they met again at the Imperial College, the past had changed. This time, Beijiang Zhao could only watch helplessly as the sharp dagger passed close to her eyes. The person seated above wore black, just as before, but the look in his eyes held none of its former warmth, only coldness and indifference. "Beijiang Zhao, how do you think I should repay you?" "If you want to repay me, why not return my dagger first?" Beijiang Zhao had once climbed the city walls of Beijiang step by step, sword in hand, her gaze carrying an invincible resolve. Only she, Beijiang Zhao, could become the ruler of Beijiang. Along the way, she could give up everything. In the end, she discovered that she really had given it all up. When everything had finally settled, Beijiang Zhao stood atop the city wall and gazed into the distance. Only her old friend remained as before. The vast land was her ultimate home. P.S. The rise of an empress in the northwest. Theme: Let regrets find their resolution.