All these changes have made me wonder who I am going to take revenge on.

Will Feng Yan and you in this life fall into the same fate as Feng Yan and you in the previous life?

How much else will change in front of my eyes?

In the eighteenth year of Tianfu, on the sixth day of the first month of March, I saw Feng Yan still in the lion garden for a night of rain, and it was not enough to wait for Yin.

The next day, the emperor still summoned her to the palace early in the morning.

But this time, although Feng Yan did become weaker than before after leaving the court, and it took her longer to recover after recuperating - she did not faint with blood like last time, and her life hung by a thread.

I later learned that when Feng Yan was waiting in the palace of Taichu Palace that day, you happened to enter the palace to meet you.

It was you who shared a room with her that unexpectedly saved her from all the malicious incursions in the palace.

My lord...... After learning about this, I even had another crazy thought—are you also like me, reborn with the memories of your previous life? Otherwise, how would you know that Feng Yan would be hit this day, and prepare for all this in advance?

But I quickly dismissed the idea.

If you also carry the memories of your previous life, how can Feng Yan live safely to this day? How could you be waiting for her peace in the shadows, as you were before?

Come to think of it, cause and effect in the world are interlinked, and it is not uncommon for some things to be different from the previous life.

What's more, there are more things that are not entirely different - when I came to Feng Yan's backyard again, I was surprised to find that this time there was still a little demon living in her court.

It was a hermit that lived in the locust tree, and its name seemed to be Huaiqing.

Wulang still often goes to Feng Yan's yard, but what surprised me even more was that after falling off the cliff, Feng Wan seemed to be a different person.

Her original hostility towards Feng Yan disappeared, and after Dai Zongshan's broken legs, she no longer tortured Feng Yan by self-suicide like in her previous life.

Under the careful care of the Feng family, Feng Wan's leg injury was completely healed in less than three months, and she even often secretly went out to buy tea for Feng Yan, and the sisters sat in the courtyard to cook tea and drink tea, secretly not letting the Li family find out.

And in this life, you rarely come to Feng Yan's courtyard again.

You also became enthusiastic about the arrangement of the garden, and transplanted a lot of flowers and plants from Daizong Mountain, I quietly sneaked into your backyard, this time there was no Feng Yan around, and I didn't have to worry about being discovered by others.

You've been in contact with so many people, and you've become a sought-after figure in front of the Imperial Palace—and I'm amazed to see it.

You are no longer like in your previous life, willing to be an unknown person in Si Tiantai.

I think maybe in this life, you have found some pleasure in the officialdom of mortals...... But what I never understand is that what is worth lingering on about these fleeting favors and riches in the world?

But my heart gradually calmed down, and I innocently thought, maybe in this life, you and Feng Yan will not have any deep intersections.

If you and her can be happy separately, then you will not be inexplicably involved in the conspiracy that follows.

With such a thought, I looked at you from afar, and also at Feng Yan.

It wasn't until the nineteenth year of Tianfu that you suddenly sent a marriage letter to the Feng Mansion.

At that moment I finally gave up all unrealistic illusions - some important things, some key nodes, it may come a little earlier or later than the previous life, but it will happen sooner or later.

In the previous life, your request to marry Feng Yan happened in the twenty-third year of Tianfu, and this time it was directly four years earlier.

And the plan of the martyrs did not go smoothly, and their arrangement in Chang'an was noticed by the imperial court in the eighteenth year of Tianfu, and all the efforts were in vain.

Yes, the imperial court in the previous life obviously moved the capital in the twenty-third year of Tianfu, but in this life, it was also four years earlier, and it was put on the agenda in the nineteenth year of Tianfu.

Because of you, my lord......

Because you suddenly wrote and said, "There is no shadow in Luodu, but the land in the middle of the world."

After you wrote the book, the Ninety-Five Supreme in the world almost swept away all obstacles to moving the capital, and your promotion was also saddled with the infamy of slander.

It was then that I realized that I had been looking for an adversary who had been troublesome to the martyrs...... It's you.

I feel very sorry because it means that I probably won't be able to see you until I'm really done with what I'm supposed to do.

Because I am only a stranger to you, it is impossible for me to convince you just by my own side.

It was in this year that Mr. Bin decided to adjust his plans and began experimenting with the secret technique of thread pulling in Chang'an—it suited me too well, because it was a forbidden technique that could only be applied to people.

I don't know many "people", and Feng Yan is the only one who cares strongly.

Bianying easily got Feng Yan's eight characters, and that autumn, I managed to put her into a coma, unfortunately, if it wasn't for your interference, she wouldn't have been able to sleep for a month and still be alive.

You have finally found the place where we did it, and destroyed the sacrificial formation.

But I don't blame you......

Because you don't know why.

But I realized that I had to go a little faster, and when the deployment of Bianying in Luoyang began, I was told that there would be three opportunities to get close to Feng Yan, and these three opportunities would form a complete chain.

And I, on the other hand, am the core part of this project.

Because I am a giant spiny tongue, a dragon tongue that blooms only once in my life—my true talent will be brought to full play at the end of this sacrifice.

The martyr intends to use the method of double sacrifice to evoke the spirit river in Luoyang City, and the reason why it is said is that there will be two sacrifices in the process.

The first time it was me, the second time it was themselves.

In the first sacrifice, I will lose my demon element completely—not so much a sacrifice as a bargain with the wild spirits.

Once my demon yuan is dispersed, it will be reborn in the form of a wild spirit on Daizong Mountain.

And the martyrs fed me with their lives, wishing me abundance.

I will be tempered into a real demon in these two sacrifices, and then sink into the underground of Luoyang to drain and finally complete this living sacrifice.

The only request I made for Ying Ying was to die at the hands of Feng Yan during the first sacrifice - because that way, when I was awakened again, I would be able to quickly find her place.

This is my first chance to get close to Feng Yan: on the day of your wedding with her, take advantage of the chaos to attack her wedding sedan chair.

Originally, everything was set for the unitary time on the day after the summer solstice, but who knew that this time your wedding date with Feng Yan was advanced to the day of the summer solstice.

The plan was disrupted again, but I quickly made adjustments - the arrangement of the Martyrs' attack on the underground palace of Mingtang was a matter of all the time, and could not be changed in the slightest.

But I'm different, it's all about death, what's the difference between one day earlier and one day later?

On that day, in order to prevent others from discovering the abnormality of my demon yuan, Flawed Ying added a lot of demonic energy to me that did not belong to me, making me look ugly and despicable.

But that's not what I really look like......

You know what happened next.

I still miscalculated—I don't understand why Feng Yan didn't do anything to me at that time, so that I ended up dying at your hands.

Perhaps, this is also the providence of the underworld.