After the Saintly White Moonlight Is Reborn

Shen Lingxue was once the Second Prince, born to wealth and privilege.

He was kindhearted from a young age and saved many people in dire straits.

At a winter hunting ceremony, he happened upon several boys from humble families being whipped and bullied, forced to kneel. It was a pitiful sight.

Shen Lingxue raised a hand to stop it. In front of everyone, he rescued the boys and brought them back to the palace, where he carefully cultivated their talents. They were transformed into men of outstanding character and looks, and rose to become powerful figures who held sway over the court.

Yet no one could have imagined that these men would betray their country and collude with the enemy, leading troops to raze the capital, all to rescue an enemy hostage prince from the Cold Palace.

The capital lay shattered and desolate, while the enemy camp celebrated with songs, wine, and bonfires.

On the night of the enemy camp's victory banquet, Shen Lingxue came alone, determined to die with them, and poisoned the wine.

At the moment they raised their cups and drank together,

Shen Lingxue and these ungrateful, treacherous wretches were reborn together with their memories intact.

After being reborn, Shen Lingxue once again became the peerlessly noble Second Prince.

The ungrateful wretches, reborn with bitter hatred, were thrown back to square one. Years of scheming came to nothing, and they became powerless, destitute young men who had yet to rise.

Shen Lingxue looked down at the humble young men kneeling awkwardly on the ground, his eyes cool and indifferent.

This time, he would not save them.

As those men stared at him with bloodshot eyes, their gazes full of rage and despair, Shen Lingxue turned and walked away without a moment's hesitation.

Only when they clutched at his robe to stop him, and he crushed their finger bones beneath his foot, did they realize that Shen Lingxue truly would not look back.

And this was only the beginning of their regret-filled lives.

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Shen Lingxue was not only the ungrateful wretches' moonlight, but also the moonlight of Xiao Chi, Marquis of Zhenbei.

Once, he disliked Xiao Chi's merciless bloodshed and his unfathomable thoughts.

But when Xiao Chi carved through the enemy camp, pierced by countless arrows, just to rescue Shen Lingxue, Shen Lingxue could not stop his tears from falling.

In this new life, Shen Lingxue went to visit the young Xiao Chi ahead of time.

The Xiao Chi who had once wielded supreme military power, with life and death at his mercy, was now merely the son of a disgraced minister, suffering endless humiliation.

His head had been split open, and he lay helplessly in a damp corner, clutching his wound. Blood poured through the gaps between his fingers. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he thought he would die that day.

Until a warm, fragrant embrace held him, carried him back to the palace, gave him medicine, and told him,