The winter in the sun was exceptionally early this year. It had just been October, but there was already heavy snow all over the sky.

On the bone-chilling tower, Yun Ning was tied up. His face was so pale as if he was going to faint in the next moment, but the coldness in his eyes was still scary. "Lyu Zhongliang, who gave you the courage to attack me?"

"I am following the Lord's orders." In the darkness, a middle-aged man with a goatee stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

Yun Ning looked at Lyu Zhongliang in shock. "Nonsense! My brother will never do this to me..."

She screamed with all her strength, but Lyu Zhongliang easily shattered her ridiculous self-confidence.

"Ha." Lyu Zhongliang chuckled, full of sarcasm. "The Lord is the son of the chosen one, responsible for the heavy responsibilities of all the people in the world. What kind of person are you? You are just a remnant of the previous dynasty. How dare you call the Lord big brother! Come on, hang her up!"

Yun Ning's frail body was pulled up by the soldiers like a rag doll and hung on the city gate tower. Her arm seemed to be broken.

"My Lord knows that the Princess and General Shen love each other deeply, so she has specially prepared a big gift for you two." Lyu Zhongliang's sneer was so harsh, "Princess, you will definitely like it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the thundering sound of horse hooves not far away.

Yun Ning's eyes were red, and she stared at Lyu Zhongliang. Seeing countless archers rush to the city gate tower and pull the bowstrings, she screamed with all her strength, "Ah Zhao, let's go!"

In the heavy snow, a general, who was riding a red horse and wearing silver armor, rushed to the gate tower with a group of guards. He looked at the skinny figure hanging on the gate tower, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. "Lyu Zhongliang—"

"Release the arrows!" Lyu Zhongliang, who was standing on the tower tower, watched coldly.

For this good show, they had prepared for many days. In addition to the city gate tower, the city gate was surrounded by archers and machetemen.

Today, Shen Zhao couldn't escape death.

The rain of arrows flew toward Shen Zhao.

In order to protect Shen Zhao, the personal guards fell down one by one. Shen Zhao's shoulders, thighs, and abdomen had been shot several times. The blood that seeped out of his wounds was shocking on his silver armor.

"Ah Zhao—" Yun Ning's tears of blood flowed down. "Hurry up and leave!"

As for Shen Zhao, he neither wanted to leave nor could he leave.

The archers retreated, and the swordsmen and axes rushed up, cutting those dying personal guards into countless pieces. Broken branches and remains flew all over the ground.

Someone shouted, "Cut off his mount!"

Immediately, someone chopped at Shen Zhaozhong's war horse. The agile war horse's limbs were cut off, and Shen Zhao also fell down from the horse.

The machetemen and axes rushed forward.

Yun Ning watched with her own eyes as those knives and axes slashed down on Shen Zhao's body, sending his helmet flying, breaking his armor, and cutting off his arm...

With a clang, Lyu Zhongliang took out the sword from the soldier's hand and walked over. He cut off the rope that hung Yun Ning.

Peng!

Yun Ning fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had no strength left in him at all.

Shen Zhao, who had lost an arm, waved the Pure Moon Halberd with one hand and forced a way out. He fell heavily in front of Yun Ning and said, "I can't, I can't marry you..."

"You fool, why did you rush over?!" Tears instantly blurred Yun Ning's eyes.

Shen Zhao's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were like the stars in the sea. He looked at her and showed the most gentle smile. "You, you are here... My little A Ning... cried... She is also, beautiful..."

At this moment, the ax fell down again.

"Ah Zhao!" Yun Ning shouted in a hoarse voice as she watched the axe slash towards Shen Zhao's neck.

Her Ah Xin held her hand and even had a smile on her face, but she closed her eyes forever.

In this life, she had never hated her sick and weak body so much. Except for endless resentment, unwillingness, and hatred in her heart, she could do nothing.

Lyu Zhongliang came over, and his voice was as cold as ice in the polar region. "Kill him."

The knife and ax mercilessly chopped down on Yun Ning.

Her vision began to wander, as if she could see the year when she, Ah Zhao, and Jun Linfeng made an oath among the peach blossoms and became sworn brother and sister.

She regretted it so much. Why did she have to get to know Jun Linfeng? Why did she become sworn brothers with him? Why did she have to help him become the Emperor?

She held onto Shen Zhao's hand tightly as she muttered, "Ah Zhao, my beloved person. If I could be reborn, I would have to meet you again. If I... were to be reborn, I would definitely, I would have to make Jun Linfeng, a... hypocritical villain... pay the price..."

As the cold wind blew, it seemed to carry the cries of countless wronged souls. The snowflakes all over the sky couldn't cover up the tragedy downstairs of the City of Li Yang.

...

In the simple and elegant room, there was a pink veil dancing.

A girl was sleeping on the pear wood bed. The girl's face was pale, and her eyebrows were tightly knitted. Her dry and cracked lips opened and closed, and she whispered, "Ah... take a look..."

"Ning'er, what did you say?"

"She's awake, Miss is awake!" The maidservant beside her hurriedly shouted, "I'll go and get the doctor right away..."

The surrounding words entered Yun Ning's ears intermittently. She was shocked and bewildered. She really wanted to open her eyes and see what was going on.

But her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them at all.

Xiao Yang, the snow, the field of Asura, and the ax that fell from his body...

She was clearly dead.

Was Ning'er calling her? But Miss... she had never been someone's Miss.

At this moment, many messy images rushed into her mind. An even deeper feeling of dizziness came over her, and Yun Ning fainted again. She had a dream. In the dream, she had seen a girl for a short and simple 14 years.

After an unknown period of time, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the pink and elegant bed. Her eyes were full of disbelief.

She, Yun Ning, was reborn in a girl named Gu Ning! According to the memory of this body, it was the first year of Jing Sheng.

This year, nothing happened. Everything really started from the beginning.

Gu Ning slowly sat up and looked around the simple but clean room. She was so excited that she burst into tears.

There were hurried footsteps behind the screen. It was Gu Ning's family. She was held in a hug.

Gu Ning followed the memories in her mind and looked at the unfamiliar but familiar family members. She was at a loss as to what to do as she blankly accepted the care of that person.

"Ning'er, how are you feeling? Speak, do you feel any pain?" An anxious voice rushed into her ears. It was filled with concern and warmth. Suddenly, an idea came to her. Since she had become Gu Ning, she would take care of this family on behalf of the original Gu Ning.

He also wanted to... find her Ah Zhao.