An ancient-setting story with an infinite rebirth premise! Two powerful leads, both reborn, with a smooth-moving plot and intense romance! This will be my next story. Please add it to your favorites~
[Blurb]
Meng Wushuang is the palace's foremost shadow guard, a master of extraordinary skills who has hidden her identity and is just waiting to come of age, leave the palace, and regain her freedom.
But she is trapped on the day of the Shangyuan Festival.
Every time she wakes, there is a Turkic corpse before her eyes.
Then, after the copper bells under the eaves ring three times, Pei Du, a junior official at the Court of Judicial Review, will burst in and arrest her.
Even when she manages to evade his pursuit through every means at her disposal, she can never escape a fatal end.
On her ninth rebirth, Meng Wushuang stakes everything on one last gamble.
The moment Pei Du arrives, she throws herself into his arms, trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.
"Lord Pei, I didn't kill him. I'm just an unarmed commoner. Please save me..."
The man who should be meeting her for the first time suddenly laughs, deftly pushing aside the blade she has hidden behind her.
"Why aren't you calling me Pei Lang this time?"
"Last time, that trick made me take seventeen hidden arrows for you."
*
Everyone knows Pei Du, the Grim Reaper who hunts down his quarry, is cold-blooded and merciless, the sharpest blade in the Empress's hands.
No one knows that he once had a fiancee he had never met, yet cherished as a treasure.
Back then, the Meng family was convicted of a crime. The young woman returned his betrothal letter and died alone on the road to exile.
Pei Du searched every inch of the land, only to come back with a handful of bloodstained earth. From then on, the living demon who killed decisively by day held her memorial tablet in his arms every night as he slept.
Nine years later, Pei Du was ordered to pursue the fugitive who had assassinated the Turkic prince.
In the midst of their struggle, he slashed through the fugitive's clothes with his blade.
The jade ring hanging around her neck swung gently. It was the very betrothal gift he had given his fiancee when he was young.
*
In the final loop, pursued by a flood of attackers and with nowhere left to run, Meng Wushuang shut her eyes in despair.
In an instant, a single slash severed the countless arrows flying toward her. Pei Du shielded her behind him.
His bloodstained fingers hooked the jade ring at her collarbone as he leaned close to her ear.
"Since you kept my betrothal gift, we should live and die together."
#With reincarnation as our matchmaker and life and death as our betrothal, only then can we recognize each other
#Every time he willingly dies for her in another loop, it is only for the reunion he has long awaited
[Bonus scene]
The truth comes to light, and the kingdom is at peace. Meng Wushuang retires after accomplishing her mission and leaves the crowds behind, only to discover someone has been following her like a shadow all along.
She looks back at the person behind her. "Lord Pei, what crime have I committed now?"
Pei Du grabs the hand that was toying with his belt, smiling without warmth.
"You deceived me over a hundred times, toyed with me dozens of times, took liberties with me eleven times, and tricked me into a marriage once..."
"With all your crimes counted together, Miss, I ask you to accept my betrothal letter once more."
[A life-or-death, survival-minded little liar x a dashing widower who will do anything to win back his wife. The most skilled hunters often appear as prey.]
[One-on-one, happy ending, both leads have only ever been with each other]
[Schemes within schemes, lots of twists, and the romance is woven beneath the plot. I promise this pairing will be a delight to read.]
The title comes from the Shurangama Sutra: "Even after a hundred thousand kalpas, one's deeds do not vanish. When the causes and conditions come together, one must still reap the consequences."
Blurb screenshotted on 11/11/2022, revised 02/09/2025
Theme: Though there may be thousands or millions, I will go.