Chi Kyung-ok will never forget how she died in her previous life.

At that time, the Third Prince was nearing the end of his life, and the Eldest Princess's army marched straight into Yanjing and then into the imperial city. Standing on the city wall, he watched the massive army pressing in, stretching darkly to the horizon, and a sense of despondency arose in his heart.

Beside him was the Third Prince, who was bound and kneeling on the ground. The prince glared at him fiercely, his eyes bloodshot, but he ignored him. This was his way of showing his sincerity in surrendering to the prince.

Chi Jingyu was unwilling to die like this. He sacrificed everything he could to get to where he was, experiencing supreme power and the torment of regret in the dead of night...

Dying is acceptable, but dying like this is too pathetic.

He saw the legendary invincible general beside the princess. He wore a distinctive silver mask, his armor gleamed with a cold light, and his gaze was cold and indifferent.

It's unclear when exactly, but a certain person quietly appeared beside the eldest princess, who could be considered both an advisor and her right-hand man.

This person's origins are a mystery, and his appearance is unknown, but he is ruthless and cruel. The Third Prince initially wanted to win him over, but this person is impervious to reason and difficult to please.

After suffering countless setbacks at his hands, they sent assassins to kill him several times, but all of them failed.

The spies sent by the Third Prince learned that the Eldest Princess called him "Huaizhi" and trusted him greatly, but there were no other useful clues.

Chi Jingyu saw Shen Ci behind him. He showed no surprise. He already knew that Shen Ci was still alive, and it was expected that Shen Ci would defect to the Princess.

Chi Jingyu stood on the city wall and made his demands: he would hand over the Third Prince and open the city gates on his own initiative, but only on the condition that they release him.

General Huai Zhi glanced at him from a distance, then suddenly raised his bow at him.

A swift and precise arrow, accompanied by a whooshing sound, struck him squarely in the chest; all he could see before his eyes was a blinding white...

Before he disappeared from sight, the other person didn't even glance at him again.

...

Chi Jingyu stared intently at the person on horseback; it was more of a gloomy glare than a stare.

In both his past and present lives, he was shot by this man with an arrow.

Could it be his destined nemesis?

Shen Tangning's breath was hot and scalding. For some reason, she stumbled forward a couple of steps.

Wearing the same mask, the person in her dream seemed familiar, but she could recognize the person in front of her at a glance; her fingertips were trembling almost imperceptibly.

The young man rode in on horseback, leaning half his body forward. He wrapped his long arms around her waist and lifted her up. Her skirt arced through the air, and then she was enveloped in his warm breath, rolling into his hot embrace.

Chi Jingyu's face inevitably contorted as he struggled to cover his still-bleeding wound and gritted his teeth, saying, "Let her go!"

The man merely glanced at him indifferently, turned around and left, his back view exuding confidence, like a victorious general.

Although her fingertips were icy cold, Shen Tangning felt her whole body burning up. She forced her eyes open, her eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling slightly at the end, but her tone was casual: "Didn't you say you were dead?"

Those dark eyes stared intently at her, their reflection shimmering in them. Chi Yan suddenly smiled and said, "You've come back to life! Surprised?"

A tear rolled down her cheek, and she fell silent for a moment.

It really was him...

So, was it him in his past life too?

He gently ran his fingertips over the damp spot, a wave of tenderness washing over him. His voice was low and slow: "Why are you crying?"