I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

The north wind howled, bringing with it heavy snow like goose feathers, ravaging the earth.

In the Prince of Jin's Mansion, with pavilions and towers like clouds, rockery and strange rocks lined up, gold-painted carvings, and glazed roofs, there is a dilapidated courtyard hidden away. The ground is covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, leaky windows, and wooden doors that creak when the wind blows.

In the room, on the cold ground covered with dried blood, there lay a woman in tattered clothes, with lifeless eyes and empty fingers, only her palms remaining.

Feeling the temperature getting colder and colder, and her own life gradually ebbing away, the woman struggled to open her eyes a little bit, and smiled slowly. Is she finally going to be free?

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, and the sound was filled with anger.

The broken door that was blown by the wind was kicked open suddenly, and a door was hanging diagonally on the door frame, shaking.

Four or five people walked in amidst the wind and snow.

The woman walking in front rushed forward a few steps and stepped on her bony palm. "Jiang Yuan, stop pretending to be dead and hand over the incense recipe."

"Xiang Fang, didn't Big Sister Xiang Fang get it?" Jiang Yuan spoke, his breath so weak that his voice was almost inaudible.

The woman sat on Jiang Yuan, grabbed her collar, and pulled her up with force, looking at her viciously, "How dare you mention this? You gave me a fake perfume recipe, do you really think I can't smell it?"

Looking at the furious Jiang Wan, Jiang Yuan forced a smile on his pale face and let out a chuckle from his throat.

He slowly turned his head, raised the hand with only the palm left, and pointed at the man not far away, the Prince of Jin, Qin Yunzheng.

He is also Jiang Yuan's husband whom she has been married to for a year, or you could say, the liar who tricked her into marriage. From the very beginning, this was a long-planned conspiracy.

"You want to know the secret recipe of Yun's incense? Big sister, you should have discovered it a long time ago."

Jiang Wan was stunned, "What?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan put his arms around Jiang Wan's waist and bit her neck.

Jiang Wan screamed in pain and tried to push him away in panic, but Jiang Yuan tried his best not to let go or loosen his grip.

Seeing this, the two servants rushed over and started pulling and pinching Jiang Yuan, and even pulling his hair. Finally, Jiang Yuan was pulled away with blood all over his mouth, while Jiang Wan covered her neck which was bleeding, and almost fainted from the pain.

Qin Yunzheng anxiously helped Jiang Wan up and held her tightly in his arms.

Jiang Yuan turned his head and spat out a piece of flesh and blood on the ground. He looked at the two men and laughed, his mouth full of blood.

Taking advantage of the maid's shock, she pulled out the silver hairpin on the maid's head with both hands and stabbed it into the carotid artery in her neck. The warm blood sprayed all over the faces of the two maids who were holding her.

The maid screamed and pushed Jiang Yuan away, staggering back in panic, rubbing the blood on her face.

Jiang Wan, who was about to faint from the pain, was stunned when she saw this scene. She forgot to cry or shout. She stared at Jiang Yuan with her mouth half open.

Jiang Yuan was lying on the ground, blood gushing out of his aorta. Soon, the fresh blood covered the dried black blood.

"Also, thank you, the adulterous couple, for chopping off my fingers one section at a time and bandaging them as quickly as possible to stop the bleeding.

What you think is a means of torture actually brings you closest to and furthest from the secret."

After he finished speaking, everyone in the room smelled a strange fragrance, a very complex fragrance that was hard to describe.

Jiang Wan reacted quickly and pointed at Jiang Yuan on the ground with her bloody hand, "Is it blood? Is it the blood of the Yun clan?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said the words that made her collapse the most, "Not all members of the Yun clan can make incense. The Yun clan declined, and in the end only my mother could make incense.

Because, my mother and I are the only ones who have blood with a strange fragrance.

Your mother killed me, and my mother, you, killed me again.

After I die, there will no longer be Yun's incense in the world."

After saying that, Jiang Wan ran to her side like crazy, caught her blood with her hands, and shouted to the people behind her, "Quickly bring a bowl, come and catch her blood, quick~"

Amid Jiang Wan's heart-wrenching roar, Jiang Yuan lost consciousness and finally fell into darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, there was nothingness all around me and endless darkness under my feet. I couldn't see the road, but I could feel my feet were firmly on the ground.

Raising his hands and looking at his intact hands, his ten slender white jade fingers, Jiang Yuan smiled and murmured to himself, "It turns out that death is not so scary."

"In the thirty-seventh year of Dayou Anqing, Jiang Yuan, the daughter of Jiang Zhou and Yun Zhixian, aged sixteen, comes forward."

The sudden sound drew Jiang Yuan's attention away from his intact hands. He looked around blankly, seeing nothing.

"Go forward?" Jiang Yuan murmured softly.

A beam of light appeared not far away, and under the beam of light stood a person whose face could not be seen clearly. Judging from the voice, he seemed to be an old man with a very majestic look.

He walked slowly forward until he was a few steps away from the light column, but he still couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

After standing up, Jiang Yuan bowed politely.

"Master, are you taking me to the underworld?"

“The Yun family built temples, sculpted golden Buddha statues, gave out porridge and distributed money, and did good deeds for generations, but they did not have a good ending.

Accumulate good fortune, the only daughter of the Yun family, can be reborn, are you willing? "

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a while, and after understanding what the Immortal Master said, he shook his head with a sad expression, "I don't want to."

"Why?" Shocked (○′?д?)?

"My mother is dead, my brother is dead, Chunzhi and Luzhu are also dead, I am a coward, I have the treasure but I am powerless to resist.

After being reborn, I still live a painful life. I am used, plotted against, and humiliated. I watch the people who love me being implicated by me and dying in humiliation.

I miss my mother, my brother, Chunzhi and Luzhu. I wonder if they can forgive me."

"But you still have resentment in your heart."

After a while, Jiang Yuan still shook his head, "No, I can't do anything about that cannibalistic place."

“Forget it. Your Yun family has a great fortune, but you don’t want to be reborn. However, you still have resentment in your heart, and the law of nature cannot bear it.

There is a girl who has the same fate as you. She can be reborn for you. Are you willing?"

Jiang Yuan raised his misty eyes and looked at the person under the beam of light, "I can't hurt her. That is hell on earth. I don't want to go there, and I can't let others bear it for me."

"She won't, she is very strong." The immortal master said halfway and complained in his heart, that girl, she turned the ten underworld palaces upside down, she didn't even take ghosts seriously, let alone humans.

Send her away quickly, otherwise the little ghost in the Underworld Palace will threaten to resign.

Jiang Ranxing: Old man, you are still complaining about me. It’s because of your mistakes at work, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to this damn place.

He kept complaining in his heart, but pretended to be a sage on the surface.

"She, really can?"

"You can leave your memory to him."

"Then, then I..."

"Finally, you can leave a few words for her."

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly.