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The prince was born a noble man, with a dragon and a phoenix. He was the chosen one by destiny. No one doubted his future.
So when Li Luoyun chose the second prince, everyone thought she was crazy.
But it happened to be her who pulled the prince down from the altar step by step when he was supposed to be on the ninth level.
Li Luoyun originally thought that after the work was completed, the second prince would fulfill his promise and welcome him with a phoenix crown and harem.
But on their wedding night, she was locked in a dark room with the prince beside her.
Then a fire burned her and the prince together.
When she opened her eyes again, she became Luo Yun, the second young lady of the Luo family.
Five years have passed, and the tragic fire has been passed down by the world as a poignant story of love and death.
Storytellers spread the word: "The relationship between the deposed prince and Miss Li is as strong as gold, and he sacrificed his life for love, which moved the world!"
Among the whole audience, only Luo Yun remained expressionless.
When the storyteller was over, Luo Yun was stopped by someone.
The person who came was the famous King Jin, who was full of iron and blood, looked like an evil spirit, and had a pair of eyes that she would never forget. He was as crazy as in the fire scene.
He called her: "Li Luoyun."
She denied in a low voice, "Your Highness recognized the wrong person."
"Admit your mistake?" King Jin stepped closer and brushed her trembling eyelashes with his fingertips, "Even if it burns to ashes, I will still remember the way you looked when you plotted against me."
From that day on, Prince Jin became her nightmare, like a resurrected ghost that lingered around.
At banquets and in the back house, he always appeared unexpectedly and called her by her old name again and again.
Luo Yun wanted to escape from the injustice of her previous life, but he actually started to appear in her dreams.
"Everyone in the world knows that you and I died for our love. Since we are lovers, shouldn't we reunite happily?"
The breath was getting closer and closer, as hot as karma fire, almost burning her up.
Luo Yun woke up from the nightmare, covered in cold sweat.
There was someone leaning closer inside the bed curtain, with a contented voice, and said with a low smile:
"You cried like this in your dream, but are you thinking of me?"
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*The male protagonist was a flower on the high mountain in his previous life, but in this life he is crazy about male ghosts
*Both male and female protagonists wear each other, HE, fictitious and unsubstantiated
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