The Crown Princess calculated with her fingers and the prince was terrified.

Looking up at Lonely Mountain, it is covered in silver.

It's New Year's again, and the city is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but this grave in the mountains stands all alone.

Jiang Xianyue's soul sat on the grave, watching the lights of thousands of homes.

She still remembered when the Jiang family took her back, the old man said that she had a entanglement in her life that she needed to resolve herself.

Her mother had a bad experience with men; she was harmed by the Jiang family when she was young, but was fortunate enough to be rescued by a benefactor. They entered into a contract and were destined to be husband and wife. She needed to resolve the issues related to her benefactor one by one in order to complete the karmic cycle.

However, the benefactor she had been searching for used her, and in the end, her destiny was taken away, she died tragically, and her soul was trapped here, unable to be reincarnated for a long time. In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. This desolate Wanggu Mountain, apart from the birds and beasts in the mountain, the only living person she could see was her benefactor's mortal enemy - the deposed crown prince Shen Shijing.

For the third year in a row, he has come again today.

Shen Shijing's already thin body looked even more frail, carrying a wine jar in his hands, and he staggered as he walked.

Before she died, Shen Shijing was deposed as crown prince, and the purple aura around him had disappeared. His fate was tragic, and his days were numbered.

Ultimately, it was Jiang Xian Yue who caused that scumbag husband, Shen Qing Lan, to such an extent, simply because she wanted to repay this entanglement.

Jiang Xianyue had no choice.

Having dealt with Shen Shijing for so long, despite being adversaries, she had also developed a certain familiarity with him.

Shen Shijing staggered and fell in front of Jiang Xianyue's grave. In previous years, he had also been drunk when he came, and his mouth was full of complaints about what happened back then. Perhaps because he fell too hard, he actually laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Jiang Xianyue, I've avenged you!"

The wine jar in his hand shattered, and Shen Shijing's hand was cut, blood flowing freely and dripping onto the snow like blooming plum blossoms.

Jiang Xianyue looked at Shen Shijing in surprise.

When she helped Shen Qinglan deal with Shen Shijing, she noticed that he was surrounded by purple aura and had an excellent destiny. Even if she forcibly intervened, Shen Shijing might not necessarily lose. Now, looking at Shen Shijing again, she felt sorry for him.

Even though he's dead, it's rare that his adversary still has a conscience.

However, when Shen Shijing placed half of the butterfly jade pendant on Jiang Xianyue's grave, she couldn't hold back anymore.

“When I was a child, my mother and I came to Wanggu Mountain and encountered a chance encounter. With my blood, I saved a heartless girl. I thought she would come down the mountain and marry me after she came of age, but I never expected that she would fall in love with someone else.”

Shen Shijing spoke each word with heart-wrenching pain, yet his tone remained nonchalant.

what!

Jiang Xianyue's eyes widened in disbelief. Shen Shijing's words were filled with bitterness and grievance as he recounted how ruthless Jiang Xianyue had been all along, yet a smile remained on Shen Shijing's lips.

Jiang Xianyue thought she was dead and would never feel anything again, but upon hearing Shen Shijing's words, her heart suddenly ached.

No wonder, no wonder he had so many opportunities to kill her. From the moment she left Wanggu Mountain and met Shen Qinglan, her luck began to slowly disappear. The last time she helped Shen Qinglan, she was already at her last gasp, dragging herself out until she was exhausted. Meanwhile, Shen Shijing had so many opportunities to counterattack, yet she kept letting him have his way.

"Now, my life is coming to an end!"

As Shen Shijing finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Shen Shijing!"

Jiang Xianyue shouted until she was hoarse, but the dying Shen Shijing could not hear a word.

"It's all my fault. You gave me so many chances and I still didn't recognize you. I should have known better. You always give in to me, I..."

Shen Shijing looked at Jiang Xianyue's tombstone.

"Our feud ends here. If there is an afterlife, I will never give in to you again."

Shen Shijing's pale face was completely devoid of color, and when he closed his eyes, a faint mockery still lingered on the corner of his mouth.

"Shen Shijing, no..."

Jiang Xianyue's vision went completely white, as if she could see nothing at all. All she could remember was the brief time she spent with that slender boy on Wanggu Mountain.

They've met before, so why would she mistake them?

She didn't know that the promise made in their youth would make Shen Shijing remember it with his life: if anyone had to die, it would be him. Shen Shijing was originally the Crown Prince, surrounded by auspicious purple aura, with the countenance of an emperor; he shouldn't have had this fate.

She deserves to die.

No, it should be reduced to ashes.

After a flash of white light, Jiang Xianyue's soul seemed to ignite.

Yes, she should be reduced to ashes.

She would gladly die if it meant Shen Shijing could live.

……

The weather in Beijing was overcast and rainy.

Two rough-looking old women were whispering about something.

"The second young lady instructed that someone be found on this girl's way back..."

The old woman made a gesture to start, and Jiang Xianyue suddenly opened her eyes.

She was in a deep, windy forest, the raindrops falling coldly on her face. The two old women in front of her had fierce expressions; they were the two she had dealt with on the way back to the Jiang family mansion.

They've been dead for years and should have been reincarnated long ago, but I never expected they'd come looking for me again. Is she running into old friends on her way to reincarnation?

Is she finally able to reincarnate?

No, this scene seems familiar.

Jiang Xianyue suddenly remembered that this was the day she was brought back, when these two old women plotted against her. However, Jiang Xianyue had studied metaphysics and magic with her master on Wanggu Mountain since she was a child, and she also knew some martial arts. Ordinary medicines could not harm her in the slightest.

In her past life, she had also discovered the despicable acts of these two old women and killed them on the spot.

Could it be rebirth?

Jiang Xianyue tried to clench her fists, but found that she had no strength at all, her whole body was limp, and she felt a helplessness she had never experienced before.

What happened? Where did her magic go?

"You wretched girl, you should have died on the mountain and never come back. You're just trying to covet the Jiang family's wealth, don't even think about it!"

The old woman grabbed Jiang Xianyue and pulled her up.

"When the people we've found arrive, they'll ruin your reputation!"

Jiang Xianyue tried several times, but all the protective spiritual energy disappeared. She barely managed to stand up, but the old woman hit her on the back of the head with a stick. Warm blood flowed down, and she instantly felt dizzy.

Damn it, forget about magic power, she doesn't even have any strength.

“We gave you such a strong dose of medication, and you were still able to get up.”

The old woman grew impatient, grabbed Jiang Xianyue's hair, and her face contorted in a ferocious expression.

Jiang Xianyue refused to sit and wait for her death. In the struggle, she grabbed a wooden stick from the ground and stabbed it fiercely into the old woman's eyes. After a scream, Jiang Xianyue stumbled to her feet, feeling dizzy.

The cold, damp rain kept her barely conscious as she walked toward the alley entrance.

At the alley entrance, a carriage gleaming with light and color was parked there. Jiang Xianyue suddenly remembered that it was Shen Shijing's carriage. They had first met on the day they entered the city. Shen Shijing had helped her, but at that time, Jiang Xianyue was powerful and only regarded it as a ride to the capital, without paying any attention to it.

Shen Shijing is still there today.

The old woman's cursing followed behind her. Jiang Xianyue gritted her teeth and rushed onto the carriage.

The familiar scent enveloped her, and before Jiang Xianyue could even ask Shen Shijing for help, a hand with distinct knuckles gripped her chin.

"Where did this kitten come from? It's so dirty."

"Liang Feng, throw her out!"

Shen Shijing's words shocked Jiang Xianyue. How could this be different from her previous life?