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Qin Yan was already a demonic cultivator when Fu Changling met him for the first time.

He had killed Fu Changling’s entire family before he placed an old jade in his palm.

He had said: Fu Changling, people are like jade. Only after they had weathered through the hundred sorrows of life and death, could they acknowledge their truest strength.

With this, their swords clashed as they spent half their lives trying to kill each other.

He had delivered Qin Yan to his trial on the Judiciary Platform to be hacked to death and watched as he cut out his love root.

Fu Changling died and was reborn into the year when he was seventeen.

This time, he met Qin Yan much earlier and was also informed of the truth that he hadn’t known in his past life.

And so, with his body drenched in blood, he climbed his way before Qin Yan and told him in a hoarse voice:

“Once, you’ve gone into the Golden Light Temple and suffered long nails driven through your bones; you fought ten thousand ghouls in the Ten Thousand Bone Cliffs; you waited for an entire night in a stormy rain at the Bridge of Reincarnation; you have lit the zen lanterns for ten years in the Wuqiu Palace—all for my sake. Qin Yan, it was you who fell in love with me first.”

“But I’ve forgotten.”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember, because I do.”

Shivering, Fu Changling took out the very same jade Qin Yan gave him back then. Stained with blood, he lifted his gaze at Qin Yan, and said word-by-word repeatedly—

‘People are like jade; that needs to be carved to become a fine specimen. Only when they are chiseled and carved by knives and axes, weathered through the hundred pains of life and death, could they acknowledge their truest strength.’

“Presently, Changling has truly turned into a carven jade,” Fu Changling swallowed as he spoke, “Would Shixiong be willing to start over?”

This is a path of redemption. Even if he has to walk through a field of thorns, he would give anything for that chance.

Cold and repressed sword cultivator shou (Qin Yan) x Suave and talkative Daoist cultivator gong (Fu Changling)

wedding.

Everyone got the news——

Xie Chang Ji, Yunlai’s most powerful fighter, had escaped from the realm of death and life, changed his mind, cultivated the Duo Qing Sword, and entered the Hehuan Palace!

As soon as the news came out,

The enemy troops surrounding the entrance of Hehuan Palace retreated in a hurry.

Hua Xiang Wan’s former suitors were running around,

Even Hua Xiang Wan herself ran away with her horse overnight on her wedding night.

Zhao Peng was reborn three times and married Qin Shuhuai three times.

When he was still a hostage at the age of sixteen, she married him as a princess, and he had her killed;

When he became a prince at the age of twenty, she married him as a female general, and he had her mu*dered;

When he became a duke at the age of twenty-five, she married him as the prime minister’s daughter, and he poisoned her to death.

She swore she would never marry him again.

When she opened her eyes again, Zhao Peng had become the grand princess who had assisted her younger brother in ascending the throne, had been widowed for ten years, who was infatuated with her extraordinary brother-in-law, and also the only opponent that the current regent Qin Shuhuai respected and did not dare to touch.

Faced with this identity, Zhao Peng was so excited that she couldn’t help but cry bitterly.

She finally doesn’t have to marry him in this lifetime.

Qin Shuhuai, who had held onto Zhao Peng’s memorial tablet for six years, discovered that this widowed grand princess looked very much like his wife who died young.

Li Rong married Pei Wenxuan at the age of 18.

Li Rong used Pei Wenxuan’s family background to avoid disaster, and Pei Wenxuan used Li Rong’s identity as Princess to establish himself.

They married for political reasons, without the slightest bit of affection.

Later on, she lost herself in the midst of wine, song and dance. As for him, he had a home yet did not bother coming home because he already had someone in his heart…

Husband and wife for 30 years, yet nothing between them but power.

In the end, it was hardly surprising that someone turned them against each other, leading them to die under each other’s schemes.

However, when they woke up, they had actually returned to the year when they were 18 years old, returning to the most difficult time in their lives.

So Pei Wenxuan went to look for Li Rong.

“Does Your Highness feel that we should go through this marriage again?”

“Let’s do it…”

“Then this humble one must get rid of your ‘Guest Official’ first.”

“Do you think I’ll let your sweetheart off?!”

After a long wordless silence, Pei Wenxuan spoke again: “How about we bear with one another for the time being? In two years, when we each have power in our hands, you and I will divorce. From then on, if there are grievances, settle those grievances, if there are grudges, settle those grudges. What does the Princess think?”

Li Rong hesitated for a moment, and then said: “Fine, go ahead with it first…”

Later, Pei Wenxuan and Li Rong secured the power to control the Imperial Court. Seeing Li Rong write up the divorce letter at home, Pei Wenxuan looked left and right, considering the situation from all angles, then finally walked into the study. “The children are already this old, how about we keep living like this for a while?”