Hidden Call

In the previous life, Chu Yin accepted this fate and used the Chu family as a torch to burn out a hundred years of glory, just to pave Shen Yu's Qingyun Road. But what awaits is the blood of relatives on the execution ground splattered with yellow sand, and the flames of the cold palace swallowing up the remains of their bodies. When she was dying, Xiao Jin, the tyrant in black clothes, broke through the sea of ​​fire, using his back as a shield to protect her for the last journey, and his hot blood and tears fell on her scorched hair - that was the only bone-eroding love she had ever seen in her two lives. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was back to the age of fifteen. The eyebrows in the bronze mirror are still green, but they have already discerned the true meaning of the "hidden call": it is not a curse, it is the emperor star hidden in the world, and it is the seal that summons the true dragon in troubled times. She tore up the engagement, rode her horse through the snow at the border, and laid out the blood-stained chess game in front of Xiao Jin. He wiped away the blood and dust between her fingers with his fingertips. The warmth in his palms was ironed out by the coldness of two lifetimes. With a gentle "ok", he made a life-and-death contract. Later, iron hoofs trampled the city of his hometown to pieces. Shen Yu's eyes were about to burst at the foot of the city, but he only saw his former lover standing side by side on the palace wall with the new emperor. Xiao Jin took her into his arms, pointed his sword at the mountains and rivers, and relied on the sky to rectify the name of "Hidden Call". Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were spread out, and the blood of old enemies turned into thick ink. Chu Yinzhao finally understood that the suffering in her past life was just a trial of fate, just so that she could hold the hand of the real dragon on the road to rebirth and join the appointment to rule the world.