When she was thirteen, he asked her, “Will you marry me, or join the army?”
Without hesitation, she answered, “I’ll join the army.”
When she was sixteen, he asked her, “Will you come back with me, or stay by his side?”
Still steadfast, she answered, “I’d rather die than return.”
When she was eighteen, he asked her, “Will you kill him, or... keep your child?”
As she stared at the bowl of dark medicine, she finally hesitated.
If transmigrating across a thousand years was only meant to fulfill a promise, then let that promise vanish into oblivion. This is not love, but a prison, one that shackles her soul and her heart. The promise made by the man she hates is so absurd: he will use her to seize the lands of the Four Kingdoms, so that he alone can rule. The promise made by the man she loves is so false: he will use her to claim the lands of the Four Kingdoms, so that he alone can reign supreme. The promise made by the man who loves her is so wicked: he forces her to kill them, so that the world will belong to him alone. And the promise made by the friend who understands her heart is so tragic: at their moment of despair, he reveals every lie, leaving him alone to claim the Four Kingdoms.
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Good to see perfect
The first time I read the novel, I burst into tears. Unfortunately, I searched all over the bookstores and it seems that the author only has this one book.
Good to see perfect
The first time I read the novel, I burst into tears. Unfortunately, I searched all over the bookstores and it seems that the author only has this one book.