[Double Life] The blood feud in her eyes is the deep love in his memory from the past life
Youyu died in a fire from heaven.
In her previous life, she believed in the evil god's bewitchment and became a sharp sword that slaughtered the world. She eventually died in the hands of Fusang Wang Qingyin.
But before dying, the evil god not only killed all her people, but also laughed at her stupidity——
"It's a good knife,"
"Too bad, not smart enough."
…
When she opened her eyes again, Youyu returned to three years ago.
She is no longer an evil god and rebels against the party. She is covered with blood debts and there is still a chance for change.
Fuso Wang Qingyin, with the blood of Mingshen, was the old enemy who killed her in her previous life.
In this life, she will seduce his heart and use his hands to complete the unfinished business in the past.
…
The pain from the sword's piercing seemed to still linger in her chest. Youyu suppressed the raging hatred in her eyes and reached out to tighten the sleeve corners of the man in front of her.
"Your Majesty, I have loved you for many years..."
She raised her face and gently touched the crack on his heart,
"... Only I can save you."
The man in the first seat lowered his eyes and looked down, his appearance as cold as a jade.
"Very good," Qingyin said indifferently, "in three months, you will be Gu's princess."
His gaze was like a razor blade, as if he had already seen through all her disguises, and every word was written like a judge:
"Remember, this is your last chance."
…
I thought it was just a trade-off, mutual use, and a joke.
But why does his eyes always seem to be staring at a lost and found treasure?
Until the wedding night, her black hair was tangled and her clothes were scattered all over the floor.
He held her under him, his hot breath close to his cheek:
"Now, do you remember?"
Youyu raised her eyes, with a narrow smile in her eyes:
"Remember what? The king and I... Are really not familiar with each other."
The fingertips rubbed behind the sensitive ears, causing a shiver.
Qingyin sighed: "Okay, then tonight, I will help my beloved concubine have a good memory."
…
On the first day he met her, Qingyin knew her purpose.
It was originally just a casual chess move, a test of taking advantage of the situation.
But one wrong step after another, he finally followed the path of fate... And sank again.
No matter the past life or this life.
Purpose: Always have the courage to define yourself.
