Pei Qingxuan was reborn and returned to the night he was sentenced to death by Xiao Zhi.
In this life, he hid the scar in his throat, laughed at the salt tax policy, and became the sharpest knife in the East Palace.
"Your Highness, gouge out my heart or gouge out this country? Choose one."
He smiled and put the dagger against the tyrant's heart, but the salt in his sleeve had already stirred up the storm.
Xiao Zhi remembered that he had killed this man with his own hands.
But when he grabbed the counselor's neck, he touched the clavicle mole that was unique to Bai Yueguang in his previous life.
"Who is Aiqing?" He crushed the prisoner in the chess game and put him in the golden cage, only to see the man burning the dragon chair and writing the Zen edict in blood:
"Your Majesty, your country should have changed its name long ago."
Intention: Hatred serves as firewood, burning the old world to forge a new plow