Huanhua Washes the Sword Record, Causing Lovesickness
浣花洗剑录,偏惹相思
by Watermelon Juice Half Price (西瓜汁半价)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 447k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Ancient Era
- Updated
- 4mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeOther Fanfiction
- POVDual POV
- Age18+
- Amnesia
- Ancient Fantasy
- Devoted Love
- Martial Arts
- Sweet Story
Synopsis
The story needs a protagonist and a villain. The villain often ends up miserable. After the protagonist dresses up as the villain, the protagonists live a happy life. This is the ending of the story, and this is how the story should be, but the villain also has people who love him, so everything is broken. So before the story was about to end, someone changed his destiny against the will of heaven and rewrote the ending where the villain must die. Tuochen has never told Murang that her family has always been familiar with Western magic, but the magic power of her generation has been very weak. "I reversed your fate, but I forgot to write down our ending." However, in his precognitive dream, Tuochen glimpsed the ending of Shenjun Mulang - everyone betrayed their relatives and died in despair. So, she made the most desperate deal in the world: trading my life for his life. The secret technique backfires, and the body dies and the soul disappears. She thought this was the end. You have returned from Wangchuan, and I have fallen into the world for you. After Tuochen's death, Mulang Shenjun seemed to have changed, but also seemed not to have changed. This was in his fifth year as the commander. The common people loved this commander very much. They all said that the commander was a good person. Under the leadership of this commander, the reputation of Jinyiwei became famous far and wide. The civil and military officials in the court were very complicated about this commander. This commander did indeed do many good things, including killing corrupt officials and making the people live and work in peace and contentment. But the commander was so unpredictable. He didn't care about money, power, or beauty. It seemed like there was nothing worth caring about in this world. Everyone knows that this is the adopted son of Mr. Yan, but he has been able to rise step by step without being affected after the fall of Mr. Yan. But everyone knew that this commander had a rival, and that was the princess of Dayuan Kingdom. Someone once thought of himself as a clever man and sent a woman who looked very similar to the princess to the commander. Everyone else was waiting to see the commander's attitude. Mulang accepted it, and others quickly followed suit and sent more similar women. Shenjun Mulang accepted it with a smile, and then found an opportunity to confiscate their homes and exile them. The emperor was particularly satisfied with the sufficient treasury and rewarded Shenjun Mulang heavily. So everyone knew that sending a substitute was seeking death. Every time Mulang thinks of Tuochen, he always thinks of Tuochen's words about hoping that people can live and work in peace and contentment. He has done it now, but why did you come to see me? He didn't want to see me even once in his dream. What I did was not for my reputation, let alone power and status, but more so that I could tell you after I went to hell that I did it. The dust-free brother forced her to retain a ray of her soul at a huge cost and reunited with her body. When she opened her eyes again, she was the only princess in Dawan. She remembered the hatred of her family and her country, her parents and brothers, but... I just forgot that there was an unforgettable man from the Central Plains in my life. In the years of her absence, Shenjun Mulang climbed to the top of Jinyiwei's power step by step through blood and loneliness. No one knows that this cold commander only has one name growing in his heart - a name that everyone in the world thought was dead long ago. "Reunion is the cruelest tenderness that fate has given me." While handling a case, Murang looked at the back of the person in front of him and his heartbeat accelerated. Their eyes met, and in his eyes were the huge waves and paranoia that had been lost: "Tuochen, you died once for me. Now, it's my turn to fall into endless reincarnation for you." In her eyes, there was only the alienation and wariness of an unfamiliar powerful official: "Sir, do we... Know each other?" "When forgetfulness meets obsession, is it the return of old dreams or the recurrence of doom?" You can forget everything, but your soul must remember to love me. "You may not remember me, but you can't deny my heartbeat... Every time it beats, it's calling your name." Purpose: Love allows us to meet