After the Whole Family Was Massacred, She Fell into a Cycle

In the winter of the thirteenth year of Jiaqing, Yang Chanyi followed her mother north to Kyoto. Her father was an eighth-grade Zuo Shiyi, her eldest brother was a student living in a temple preparing for the imperial examination, and she, a country girl, was ordinary. Yang Chanyi stood on the busy Zhuque Street. In this bustling Chang'an, where wealthy businessmen and dignitaries gather, she has almost no sense of presence. No one knows, She was once married to the third prince Xiao Yan, and was Princess Guangyu who was envied by the ladies in the imperial city. She once had a relationship with Wen Qianqiu, the imperial censor who was so powerful that everyone kept silent. She was once the guest of Princess Changle, who opened the palace and set up an official office, served as the prince, and was honored by the three thousand people in the city. She is also a mysterious guest in the ghost market of Chang'an who rides a white-hooved crow and can predict the future. No one knows, A year later, the whole Yang family will be massacred, and more than 20 members of the family will become charred corpses. Even the murderer is not known. But it doesn't matter. It's just death, and she will come again. Yang Chanyi has a secret. ——Every time she died, she would go back to the temple in the suburbs of Beijing a year ago and start everything over again. She never stopped chasing the murderer. She died and was reborn again and again. Now, she is an innocent soul from hell, a ghost who comes to seek her life. Once again, she's back. ★Multiple rounds, daily flow, suspense survival, micro-group portraits; ★The female protagonist has a growth type, 1V1 in stages, and a little crazy in the later stage; ★Dynasty fiction, private establishment, exclusively published by Jin-Jiang. ---------------------------------------- Column advance payment recommendations: ★"My Wife Is Not Kind" Tu Jiaojiao grew up in a noble family, she was pampered, willful, bright and brilliant. Everything she owns is wonderful. Even the husband she chose was Lu Xiuyuan, a virtuous and elegant gentleman who was envied by all the girls in Kyoto. Everyone knows that Lu Xiuyuan loves his wife as much as her life. She thought they would grow old in love. However, this man abandoned her without hesitation on the night of the mutiny. Stepping on the bones of more than a hundred people in the General's Mansion, he rose to the top and became a highly respected minister. And she, He ran for his life while holding his one-month-old daughter in his arms, but was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows and died. Wake up again, She went back to the year when the two first met. At this time, Lu Xiuyuan, who was still a commoner, was preparing to go to Lihua Lane to "encounter" him. Tu Jiaojiao gritted her teeth: "Come here, copy the guy!" * Tu Jiaojiao has a new hobby—— Adding trouble to Lu Xiuyuan. Seduction, teasing, grinding, domestication, training, humiliation... Others only regarded it as "fun" between the two of them. Lu Xiuyuan thought the same way. He planned in every possible way and worked hard, and when he saw the bright moon in his arms, he was proud of his life. The bright moon on the branch turned around and got married. ——Fu Zhaotang, Duke of Wei. That was someone he could never compare with in his life. He was painful, unwilling, angry, and desperate, begging her to take a look at him. Tu Jiaojiao leaned close to his ear and said softly—— "Get lost." * Tu Jiaojiao has never forgotten the day when her whole family was massacred, the dark rainy night, the red fire, the crying baby, and herself dying in silence. This is a nightmare from a previous life. She thought she would live in a nightmare her whole life. Until I meet someone. The world sees him as a hellish Shura, but to her, he is a god or Buddha. Let her understand how stupid it is to put yourself in such a mess, to be trapped in love, hate, or even madness, for a trash man. Life is like a wilderness, you should walk on the wind. Looking forward, the world is vast and life is comfortable. Not only did she want Lu Xiuyuan to be ruined, his life would be worse than death. She also wants this life to be complete. [Wealthy flowers in the world are arrogant and domineering, doing whatever they want] [Continuously lying flat, intermittent decadent emo, random madness] [She's okay, she's just going crazy quietly] ------------------- ★"Three poles in the sun and I sleep alone" A beautiful little girl came out of the palace, and she was very good at rouge. The guests gathered together, and it was very lively. A matchmaker came to the door, and the little beautiful girl hid her face and sighed. "I have tied up in red silk. I would rather serve as a widower than serve two husbands." The people who came to ask for marriage, including common people and talented men, wealthy businessmen, princes and nobles... Without exception, all came back disappointed. Many people say she is stupid, she doesn't want glory and wealth, she is a fool. Xie Zhiyi smiled slightly and made no comment. … To be a good wife who is calm in the morning and dusk, gentle and generous? Become a Jiaojiao who fights in the inner house and has no control over life or death? Or is she a devoted mother who manages the livelihood of a large family? … After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Xie Zhiyi picked out a dress that he liked and put it on. He opened the door, the sun was shining brightly, and the cat jumped into his arms. She slowly enjoyed the exquisite meal, walked through the verandah, wandered in the garden, and picked off a few buds to take back and put in a vase. In the bright spring scenery, she used the newly developed rouge to put on beautiful makeup. She stretched her body and decided to go to Qingfeng Guan to listen to music and reward herself. "This is life." … She has seen the skylark in the golden cage, met the moon weeping in the middle of the night, and recognized the bees who worked so hard that they wept with blood... Now, she just wants to walk through the streets, watch the fireworks in the world, and become a free butterfly. Intention: As long as you don't give up, you will eventually see the moon behind you.