After Death, I Got a Happy Ending with My Ex-Boyfriend

I saw my ex-boyfriend at my funeral.

He stood beneath a pitch-black umbrella, his deep-set eyes lowered. His fingers gripped the handle so tightly they had turned white. The faint redness around his eyes was just visible, and his expression was just like it had been the day we broke up, all those years ago.

He was only a passerby. I should have forgotten him long ago.

That was what I told myself, but my light, drifting soul could not bring itself to leave him.

Some mysterious force bound us tightly together.

I couldn't leave him, but he couldn't see me.

※Completed works: After Being Hated by Everyone, He Lost the Will to Live; Immortal Lord; Rebellious Disciple; Chasing the Light

※Subscription works: After the Beauty Fell for Someone Else; My Ex Became My Neighbor; Soft Dream

The Crown Princess Has Been Reborn:

Everyone in the Jiang Dynasty, from the seventy-year-old to the three-year-old, knew that Feng Jiuyue, the prime minister's son, was attracted to men and foolishly pined for the noble and virtuous Crown Prince Xie Yan, as pure as jade and frost.

Feng Jiuyue was stunningly beautiful, but had the mind of a fool. He knew nothing but romance and lived like a wastrel, spending all day following Xie Yan and caring more about Xie Yan's affairs than his own life.

Xie Yan always maintained his lofty airs. Only at the most crucial moment in his struggle for power did he deign to drink and confide in Feng Jiuyue at night, then share a night of passion with him.

Feng Jiuyue thought his wish had finally come true, and entrusted Xie Yan with both his ardent heart and his father's secrets. But instead of a betrothal gift from Xie Yan, he received an imperial decree sentencing his father to execution and the confiscation of his property.

It had all been a scheme. Their tender intimacy had merely been a trap to lure him in.

The day his father was beheaded, Feng Jiuyue hanged himself. He hung from a roof beam, his face as pale as paper. He thought he had finally escaped, but Heaven knew how wronged he had been and let him live again.

Xie Yan had been confined to the Cold Palace since childhood and had endured every cruelty life could offer. For power and wealth, he had sacrificed too much, but he had never regretted it.

"These are only minor setbacks on the path to my grand ambition. They mean nothing. Once I ascend the throne, everything will be within my grasp."

"Including Feng Jiuyue."

But that day, when he pushed open the door and saw the gorgeous, beautiful young man hanging from the beam, he finally tasted the anguish of regret that cut to the bone.

A cold, selfish, status-seeking top × a beautiful, gloomy, spoiled bottom

Message: Love without trust is like a plate of loose sand