In the imperial capital of the empire, the overcast sky was blown by a cold wind.

On a summer night, heavy rain pours, lightning and thunder!

A bolt of lightning pierced the ink-like sky, faintly tinged with a hint of red, like a blood-drinking sword, piercing into a ruined house in the palace.

On the ground, a corpse in men's clothes that had been cut in two was crookedly placed, her eyes were blinded, and her dry dents were sunken, and the bright red blood had formed blood marks on her body, and her wrinkled fingers were clutched tightly.

In the hot summer, flies and mosquitoes flew around her, greedily looking for food on the corpse, and refused to leave for a long time.

In the imperial city, the death of Emperor Jiu attracted the regret of the people.

"Hey, why did you say that this big prince died so miserably, he was stabbed dozens of times, not to mention that he was cut in half, and I don't know who did it, it's too cruel!"

"Isn't it, the eldest prince is talented and intelligent, and he is the most promising prince in the imperial capital......"

"Hey, it's a pity, God is jealous of the talent......"

Emperor Jiu, the great prince of the Human Empire, died in this scorching summer.

Flies litter the corpses, frantically predatoring.

None of the so-called good fathers who loved her, their affectionate brothers and sisters, their best friends who talked about everything, and the good ministers of the center had ever come to see her, and no one wanted to find the murderer for her.

has been brilliant for nearly 20 years, but the end is so bleak.

At this moment, no one remembers the name Emperor Jiu anymore.

[Emperor Jiu is dead, what is dead?]

In the future, there will be no more her in this world.

If, if all this could be done all over again......]

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In one space, the water and sky are the same color, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the mountain stream and waterfall, and the microwave is sparkling.

Everything around is shrouded in white mist, revealing an aura visible to the naked eye, and flowers and trees are luxuriant.

That aura permeates them, giving them hope of survival and a chance to do it all over again.

"How good does it feel to be alive?" Ghostly laughter rang out in the air.

The people who soaked in the water of the Lingquan Pool slowly got up, dragged the water from the ground, and came to the pool with steady steps.

"Okay, yes!"

When I looked closely, this person turned out to be the deity of that terrible corpse, Emperor Jiu!

Di Jiu grinned, his eyes flowing with indifference and resentment, fleeting.

"Hey, hey, hey! Okay, that's it...... Go ahead, and don't forget what you promised me! ”

The ghostly laughter disappeared, and Di Jiu instantly felt a whirlwind of heaven.

The sudden appearance of something in front of her made her stunned.

The dark red embroidered bed curtain, the soft Su embroidered brocade quilt, and the sandalwood incense that can not help but calm the mind, all of this made Di Jiu have to admit that she was really reborn.

Reborn in the fourteen-year-old winter when the flowers are as brilliant as this.

Rebirth before it began.

At this time, she has not broken her leg, she has not become a waste, she has not been left to fend for herself in the cold palace, she has not been kidnapped and her muscles and veins have been abolished, and she has not ...... Broken to pieces and brutal corpses in the wilderness.

Back then, in order not to be ousted from the queen's throne, the queen mother disguised her as a man to deceive the world, this deception was nearly 20 years, and in her previous life, the queen mother died inexplicably after she fell off a cliff and broke her leg at the age of fifteen.

Before everything happened, she naturally sat in the position of the great prince of the imperial capital empire, but she did not lose to other princes and princesses, and she was deeply loved by the people and her father for many years.

But because of this, she was too sharp, blocking the way of others, and ended up in a violent corpse wilderness.

Thinking of the total president of his previous life, Di Jiu's chest was full of hatred.

Although she disguised herself as a man, she did not lose to men at all, she fought for the imperial capital for many years, was born and died, but no one went to see her when she came.

Emperor Jiu restrained his anger and swallowed his resentment with all the perseverance in his life.

She sat up slowly, and with her movements, Su Xiujin's double drive under the quilt followed, her eyes flashed, she reached out to touch it, and then pinched it.

Without sparing any strength, the painful Di Jiu couldn't help but inhale, but it was accompanied by a hint of excitement.

Her legs, still good.