[Dog's Blood + Crematorium + Double Life + Third Person of the Text]
In the winter of the third year of Jingxi's reign, there was heavy snowfall. I watched coldly from the sky as my husband passed out drunk in the snow, holding my memorial tablet and kneeling all night.
In the first year of Jingxi, the new emperor ascended the throne and liquidated the old families. The Yin family hurriedly handed me over because my brother was the former prince's companion.
While I was guarding the cold corpses of my sister-in-law and nephew as they died in the imperial prison, my husband, Yin Ruozuo, the crown prince of Yingguo, was gently and gently helping his cousin of the Shi family get out of the carriage.
Cousin Shi has a slender waist and a graceful figure. She is the kind of beauty he has always loved.
She smiled tenderly: "My cousin won't be angry, right?"
I listened numbly as he replied quietly: "The Cheng family has entered the Yin family, so I don't care about these things."
I know that if my brother hadn't pressured him, he would never have married me.
Now that I'm dead, I won't care about him anymore.
*
In the tenth year of Jingxi, I found that my consciousness was gradually blurring.
That's fine, I thought.
I no longer have to be forced to follow him around and see how he has exhausted his body and exhausted his energy in the past ten years, becoming the "Iron Yama" who is feared by both the government and the public.
There is no need to think about why he has not married for ten years.
When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I had returned to Yongchun twenty years ago, the day when I first met him.
At the spring banquet, I passed him by calmly.
But he suddenly turned back and gripped my shoulders tightly. His handsome and handsome face was filled with ecstasy and confusion.
"... Ayang, is that you?"
I opened his hand with one finger and said with a smile, "Master, have you recognized the wrong person?"
In this life, you and I no longer need to know each other or have any entanglements.
My heart is dead.
Reading tips:
1. Rebirth at the beginning and continue in the crematorium
2. The male and female protagonists had misunderstandings with each other in their previous lives.
3. The text is written in third person
The copy was written in 2022/6 and has been retained
Intention: Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our face will be covered with dust, and our temples will be as frosty
