"What's that smell? The evidence of the Ruan family's treason is irrefutable. Ruan Qi attempted to poison me by feeding herself with poison. She is hereby stripped of her title as a princess and sentenced to death by a thousand cuts!"

As soon as the words "death by a thousand cuts" were uttered, the female protagonist collapsed to the ground.

Back at the palace, the man transformed into a large dog with a wronged look in his eyes, "Consort Chen, Xianxian, did your sister grow up eating shit?"

"Whenever she gets close, I feel nauseous and want to vomit!"

Ruan Xianxian smiled and said, "You didn't say that in your past life. Weren't you having a lot of fun with the imprisonment game?"

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her...

She didn't smell any foul odor on the female lead; only the emperor could smell it, and this odor could suppress his headache.

Is that why the two people in their previous life tormented each other?

She couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy when she looked at the emperor.

The heroine, destined for greatness, was not going to die easily. She was saved by the male lead, and the scene shifted to the male lead raising an army to attack the imperial city.

A sharp arrow, cutting through the wind, aimed straight at the emperor's vitals. Amidst the clash of soldiers, Ruan Xianxian charged out, his sword tip striking his heart.

She saw tens of thousands of imperial guards pouring out of the palace from all directions, and she saw the emperor, who had been strategizing and planning, show a look of great alarm for the first time.

He held Ruan Xianxian, whose mouth was slowly bleeding, his hands trembling, his face contorted with madness, "You clearly..."

Ruan Xianxian reached out and covered her mouth, "I don't have much time, listen to me, I... I had a witch doctor plant a yin curse on you, intentionally getting close to seduce you."

"Use your power to secretly eliminate enemies, adversaries, me, I'm bad!"

"Stop talking!" The man pulled her closer. "I know, I know everything. Did you think you could rule the harem without my permission?"

Ruan Xianxian's eyes widened, and she laughed, the blood flowing more and more from her lips. "This, this destined sword strike, only, only I can block it for you."

With her last bit of strength, she grabbed the man's lapel. "I know, I've always known, you want to destroy this country, including yourself."

But if you want to reunite, promise me you will not commit any more killings, govern the country well, and treat the people kindly.

I'll be waiting for you in the future.

As the last word fell, his hand drooped limply.

The emperor, holding her gradually cooling body, cried out to the heavens in anguish, "Xianxian!"

"Your Majesty!" The commander of the Imperial Guards, covered in blood, reported, "The 100,000 troops outside the city have been annihilated, and the 20,000 rebels in the palace have been eliminated."

The rebel leader has been captured. Your Majesty, please issue your instructions.

The man's numb eyes flickered slightly. He gently tidied the woman's stray hairs, his voice cold and menacing, "I came personally."

After the war was quelled, a large portion of the court officials were either killed or their entire families were exiled.

Gradually, the officials who survived the purge discovered that the tyrannical emperor was no longer so tyrannical. Although he still showed no mercy to his officials, the policies he implemented were actually benefiting the people.

The imperial harem was dissolved.

He adopted a child from the clan with exceptional talent and raised him personally.

Year after year.

In the late autumn of the year the Crown Prince came of age, the middle-aged Emperor once again entered the palace filled with his memories of Consort Chen.

Leaning back in front of an ice coffin, he slowly raised a wine jug. "Do you know? The Crown Prince has come of age today, and under my rule, Dayong is peaceful and prosperous."

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He brushed away the blood from his lips, his calm expression unable to conceal the madness in his voice: "Xianxian, I have waited for this day... for far too long!"

That night, the imperial city's death knell tolled nine times.

That king who killed his brother and father, who was tyrannical in his early years but later worked diligently to govern, and was considered wise by the people... has passed away!

The whole nation mourns!

It was at this moment that the courtiers were horrified to discover that their emperor had gone mad long ago!

He secretly built an ice cellar and kept the coffin of Consort Chen hidden inside, sleeping in the same bed with her every day.

Two imperial edicts were prominently displayed in the center of the main hall.

One was the imperial edict appointing Consort Chen as Empress, which was hastily announced before Consort Chen's incident.

The throne was passed to the Crown Prince, who ascended the throne that very day. After his death, the new emperor buried his remains with Empress Zhaode.

...

The end times.

The Celestial Realm.

A bizarre world.

Memories of small worlds are awakened one by one, and the scene finally freezes on Ruan Xianxian's previous life, the one without Gong Ye, where she was gradually killed by Ruan Kangri.

The perspective begins after her death, and a bunch of white lilies has appeared on the neglected grave.

Blood……

Blood was everywhere!

Four gruesome corpses lay scattered across the Ruan family's old house.

The Lu family...

Then there's the Gu family...

None of the forces associated with these families survived.

The cruelty of their methods finally alarmed Bureau 749.

As Miyano Mamoru stood in Ruan Baozhu's new home, gazing into the void, he was certain that the two masterminds who truly killed his little fairy had vanished into thin air from this very place.

He just needs to wait here for the two of them to show up, and he can avenge Xianxian in the end.

He killed the first group of police officers who came to arrest him.

Then came the military, and then Bureau 749...

Miyano welcomes anyone who wants to capture or kill him on the spot.

The poison planted in his body by the laboratory completely erupted, and his face showed no human emotions whatsoever. Whether they were acquaintances or strangers, they were all annihilated by his powerful mental strength.

Ruan Xianxian, now in spirit form, roared hoarsely.

Stop killing him! Stop killing him! If this continues, he'll die!

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

Miyano ultimately died at the hands of Zhao Li, whose eyes were filled with sorrow.

Ghosts have no tears. No matter how much she pleaded, screamed, or despaired, no matter how many times she tried to get past Miyano's cold corpse, it was all in vain.

Ruan Xianxian angrily looked up to the sky and cried out, "You damned God, you're unjust! You're unjust!"

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a bolt of purple lightning struck down, about to completely engulf Ruan Xianxian's spirit body, when a flash of white light appeared, and she vanished from the spot.

Ruan Xianxian woke up in a pure blue space, in front of her stood a colorful, square-faced robot that looked like it was made of scrap metal.

The robot spoke in human language, "Hello, host, I am the Cannon Fodder Counterattack System."

"Are you willing to sign a contract with me to travel to various small worlds and fulfill the wishes of your deceased, unfortunate hosts?"

Ruan Xianxian ignored it all; all she could see was the look Gong Ye had given her when he died with his eyes wide open. She felt that at that moment, he had seen her.

Why can she transform into a spirit, but Miyano cannot?

Thinking of a certain possibility, she hated Ruan Baozhu, hated everyone, even herself, if there were an afterlife...

She didn't know how much time had passed, but as the little robot repeated itself tirelessly over and over again, she gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Cannon fodder? Revenge? What can a piece of trash like me do?"

The little robot approached and said, "No, host, someone has offered you a second chance, through countless lifetimes."

Seeing its host suddenly look over, with a calm madness filling his eyes, the robot recoiled in fright, quickly covering his mouth and changing his words:

"Everything comes at a price. Even if someone pays the price for you, the host must complete nine small worlds in exchange for a chance to start over."

"Don't you want to see the man who gave his life for you again?"