A cold dagger was inserted into the emperor's heart. She looked in disbelief at the perpetrator, the courtier she once trusted the most.
"You, this poisonous woman." Blood spurted out from the emperor's mouth, and she stared at the woman in front of her.
She wanted to remember this face that was so beautiful that it was almost cruel. She wanted to remember that this was the woman who killed her and took away her empire.
"Even if I go to hell, I will drag you with me."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Shangguanqing's pale face.
She leaned down and leaned against the emperor's ear.
She whispered: "We have made an agreement. Next time, we are not allowed to leave Qing'er behind."
The force on his hand became increasingly fierce, and the white blade of the dagger completely sank into the emperor's chest.
"Hmm..." After leaving a muffled groan, the emperor's vision gradually became blurred until it was nothingness.
The next moment, the biting chill woke her up from her coma.
In the cold pond water in the middle of winter, she swam as hard as she could instinctively.
Until the palace people on the shore rescued her.
The shocked emperor discovered that she had returned to her childhood when she was eight years old.
Intention: I want to have both the world and the beauty.
