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Zhou Yue looked at the familiar furnishings before her and counted on her fingers. Oh, this was the fifth time she had returned here.
The first time, Zhou Yue learned from her father's mistakes and entered the imperial court full of confidence. She carefully caused trouble right under the emperor's nose, until one wrong step left her with no way back.
"I beg Your Majesty to grant this guilty subject death."
The second time, she gave up literature for martial arts and joined the army, swearing to protect the people along the border with her blood. But when an enemy state invaded, the court refused to send troops. She held the city gate alone, and when the enemy urged her to surrender, she gave a bitter laugh.
The defenseless people were all behind her. She could not retreat.
The third time, Zhou Yue opened her eyes once again in that familiar house. The grim endings of her past two lives left her deep in thought. Why did she keep being reborn?
Could it be that I am the chosen one?
"If it's a girl, let's name her Chang An."
Oh. I really am.
The fourth time, Zhou Yue could endure no more and raised an army in rebellion. She swept through everything in her path, her sword aimed at the capital. The soil, drenched in blood, stung her eyes, and she suddenly realized that there were fewer and fewer people by her side.
This is the last time, I promise.
Zhou Yue glanced back at her companion's weathered face, then leaped from the city tower without hesitation. This time, she was grateful for the chance to start over.
Perhaps her will was too strong. The past appeared before her future, and Zhou Yue's eyes turned bloodshot.
Her enemy was still indulging in luxury in the palace. How could she peacefully cross the river of reincarnation, enter the afterlife, and forget her past?
This time, Zhou Yue chose to join forces with the regent of that enemy state, a man known for his cold heart and ruthless decisiveness. She would pull the so-called uncle of hers from his throne and make the mastermind pay in full, so her family's spirits could rest in peace.
Gu Yuan stared at the ceiling, his head aching. His chaotic memories left him dizzy, and at certain pivotal moments in each life, he would remember what had happened before.
Too many things happened at the same time. He couldn't figure out what triggered it, until this time, when someone rescued him and brought him back to a wooden hut. The blood in his dream pierced straight into his heart.
So the little one who used to chase after him as a child, begging him for candy, had suffered so much too.
Gu Yuan watched with deep satisfaction as she grew, step by step, into someone far beyond everyone's reach. When she asked him, "Why are you so good to me?" Gu Yuan was stunned.
You really don't remember me?
Theme: The people come first, and the realm comes first.
