Xie Zhao died in the sixteenth year after he came to this dynasty.
Once upon a time, he thought that he could show off his talents with his advanced memory in the 21st century. He looked down on that gentle and steady man and tried his best to get rid of this relationship.
But later he found out he was wrong.
Just when he knelt at the feet of the new emperor and shouted for free love, the man drank the poisonous wine given by the emperor and gave him his freedom with a smile.
Xie Zhao was secretly happy when he learned the news. He believed the sentence of dying for the country. He was filled with the so-called daydream of "lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, waking up to take power in the world".
But the fact is that nothing is always smooth sailing. From the beginning to the end, Shen Fengqing was protecting him.
And that day, the mountain that had been protecting him collapsed.
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"Shen Fengqing sacrificed his own life in exchange for your peace of life. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful, but it gave me an advantage."
In the small palace, Xie Zhao fell in a pool of blood. He stared blankly at the emperor in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness.
This is the Majesty he swore to be loyal to for the rest of his life. It turns out that the beginning of everything was the crime of harboring a jade.
Shen Fengqing...
In this life, I owe you.
If there is an afterlife, please don't fall in love with me again.
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In the autumn of the 16th year of Yuanning.
Xie Zhao returned to the first day he came here.
Wearing a set of light gray pajamas, he stood out among a group of scantily clad beggars around him.
So Shen Fengqing took him away that day.
"I don't want to look back, I just want to make it up to you."
Nestled in the warm quilt, Xie Zhao thought, and he decided to treat Shen Fengqing well before anything happened.
Fortunately, it was still too late and Shen Fengqing didn't know anything.
But later he discovered that he had made a mistake again.
"How did you find out that I was reborn?" Xie Zhao asked.
Hearing this, the man chuckled and reached out to touch the embroidery on Xie Zhao's clothes: "Because in the previous life, what Azhao was talking about was not a totem to ward off evil spirits, but... Light..."
Xie Zhao vaguely remembers singing awkwardly at that time: "..."
Both of them were silent for a while. For a long time, they only heard Xie Zhao say softly: "I'm sorry."
What he received in response was a tight hug, and in the dark night this man who was always gentle had his eyes red.
"Azhao, I will never let go again. You owe me, and I must repay my kindness and my love."
Intention: The prodigal son will never be replaced by gold.