The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Even though he had slaughtered the entire family of Yongping Marquis, it was still not enough. Huo Wuyou felt that he still had not killed enough people.

The treacherous villains are rampant, and the loyal and good people have died unjustly with no one to seek justice! If there is no justice in the world, then he will kill all the villains and use their blood to cleanse the world into a pure place!

After he escaped, the people who escorted him to Yuzhou were afraid of being punished, so they spread false news of his death. Now there is no Huo Wuyou in the world.

So he destroyed his face and swallowed red-hot charcoal to destroy his voice. As if he had been reborn, he went south to Yuzhou with a completely different identity and joined the army.

It was another long period of torture. His body spent an unknown amount of time in endless pain and torture. He gradually adapted to the pain and his thoughts became clearer.

During the long-term planning, he gradually developed his own confidants, and finally found an opportunity to instigate a mutiny in the army.

After beheading Gu Shimin with his own hands, he kept silent and instead seized military power, commanding the three armies in the name of King Sheng and marching north.

With the death of the emperor and the accession of Prince Gong, Huo Wuyou, under the banner of Prince Sheng, invaded Huajing on the grounds that Gu Shichong had come to the throne illegitimately.

His butcher knife, soaked in blood, seemed to be filled with a strong desire. The cold mask on his face concealed his unrecognizable face, but it could not hide the surging murderous intent.

The country changes hands and dynasties come and go.

Those enemies finally fell one by one under his butcher knife.

Everyone said that the new emperor was bloodthirsty and an evil ghost who killed innocent people indiscriminately. He almost killed all the nobles of the previous dynasty. On the day he invaded Huajing, the palace was like hell on earth.

Huo Wuyou himself understood this, didn't he? Of the countless souls that died under his sword, how many of them deserved to die, and how many were innocently implicated? He couldn't count them all.

Even if what he did had its reasons, it does not change the fact that his hands were stained with blood, nor does it change the fact that he committed heinous crimes.

He is destined to be a sinner recorded in history books.

No one remembers that he once rode a white horse with a silver saddle and galloped like a meteor. He was also just like his name, carefree and fearless.

Maybe he himself has forgotten it too.

He didn't know when his life began, but it seemed like he had fallen into a nightmare from which he would never wake up... However, in this chaotic nightmare, there seemed to be a corner with a faint warm yellow light, which made him try to chase after it.

But when he turned around and tried to find his light, the woman was like a brilliant spark in the Mid-Autumn night sky, and disappeared in an instant without a trace.

His scarred hands repeatedly drew the woman's face, but in the end... he only found a mutilated corpse in prison.

"If I can still return to Huajing alive, I will repay you with a gift of grass and a ring."

In the end, he was a step too late and failed to fulfill his promise.

There was no one waiting for him to come back, and he had no reason to live.

My already broken heart seemed to be torn out...

He was already the emperor, but he had nothing... His loved ones, all the people he cared about, had all left him. Everything he longed for would never be found again in this life!

It was as if a sharp blade was cutting into his already unrecognizable body inch by inch, as if every knife and sword he had swung out was now falling back on him.

"That's okay...that's okay!"

It should be returned. This is all his sin and he is willing to bear it!

If possible, he would fall into hell and suffer all the pain in the world, either as a punishment or as a price. He wanted to ask for an afterlife... He wanted to ask for a stable afterlife for her, as a fulfillment of his promise that day.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, feeling that his body and the world around him were collapsing bit by bit... as if a ray of strong light was engulfing him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes——

In front of me is the gauze curtain of the bed, swaying gently in the breeze. Amid the heat of late summer, there is a hint of autumn coolness.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him. After a very long time, he seemed to remember where he was.

"Huo Wuyou, are you awake?"

The familiar voice seemed to come through his dreams, making him feel as if he was still dreaming.

He turned his gaze and saw an expression of disbelief and surprise in Xue Zhiyi's haggard eyes beside the bed.

The memories of Huo Wuyou's dream disappeared bit by bit since the moment he woke up. He stared at her blankly. For some reason, he felt as if he was meeting her again after a long separation, as if they were in another world.

He looked at Xue Zhiyi without blinking, and then propped himself up and sat up.

The two looked at each other in silence, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Seeing her crying, Huo Wuyou smiled with tears in his eyes and raised his hand to wipe away her tears: "Why are you crying?"

But when he said this, his voice was choked with sobs.

He reached out and hugged Xue Zhiyi into his arms. The familiar body temperature gradually warmed his chest...

"fortunately……"

Somehow, he felt a sense of satisfaction at this moment, as if he had regained something he had lost.

Fortunately, everything was just a dream, just a dream...

……

As soon as Sui Yunlang entered the room, he saw two people hugging each other and crying and laughing. Before he could even feel surprised, he stepped forward and separated them.

"Oh my god, is there anyone who can take care of this? He didn't call the doctor when he woke up, but he couldn't wait to hug me in broad daylight! Do you take me seriously? Who do you think I am? It's disgraceful, unsightly, immoral,... there's something wrong with you, right?!"

While he was roaring in collapse, he did not forget to grab Huo Wuyou's wrist. After taking his pulse and making sure that he was not going to die, he slammed the door and left, cursing.

"Did you hear that? You're fine!" Xue Zhiyi smiled with a tired look on his face, but he still repeatedly confirmed with him: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He could no longer remember the content of the dream, but the pain in the dream was real and he had actually experienced it. However, after waking up, the pain in his body disappeared along with the dream.

He shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, it's fine."

Xue Zhiyi was delighted: They made it through... Huo Wuyou is fine!

She knew that Huo Wuyou had not died in his previous life, and that he was not destined to die early. He was not destined to die!

Fortunately... they met early in this life and would not miss each other as hastily as in their previous life.

……

Huo Wuyou was unconscious for seven days and seven nights, and Xue Zhiyi also stayed by his side for seven days and seven nights, and was already exhausted.

The two of them washed up, ate and drank their fill, and finally relieved their fatigue.

Xue Zhiyi accompanied Huo Wuyou for a walk. Huo Wuyou had just recovered from a serious illness and was very weak. When he walked on the streets of Jiangzhou, his steps were still a little slow.

There were fewer disaster victims queuing up at the porridge stalls in Jiangzhou.

These days, with the opening of the ancient road, Jiangzhou's food shortage problem has been alleviated.

The charges against Chai Xun and his accomplices have also been recorded and prepared to be reported to Huajing. They have been temporarily detained in their respective residences and are being guarded by people sent by the local government.

Naturally, in order to prevent Prince Cheng from intervening and letting these people escape, this news was conveyed to Gu Shichong at full speed. With such an opportunity to strike a blow to Prince Cheng, he must be more enthusiastic than anyone else.

"Then we can return to Beijing earlier." Huo Wuyou said, "This journey will take quite some time. I am not too sure about leaving my grandmother and the others in Huajing."

As he spoke, he laughed again: "After we go back, it will be our own business."

Xue Zhiyi didn't react for a moment, and looked up at him: "What's the matter?"

After he woke up, Xue Zhiyi changed his previous behavior and treated him so gently, which was rare. He felt like he was in the clouds.

"Of course you promised me this, do you want to deny it?"

Suddenly, I remembered how I cried so rudely seven days ago. In a hurry, I racked my brains to tell him everything I felt for him, and I also promised him an important favor...

Thinking of this, her eyes avoided and her face felt a little hot.

"When did I...say I would deny it?"

She had not been able to understand what she was thinking in the past, and she always had concerns about the relationship between herself and Huo Wuyou.

But now, she had survived life and death, what else could she worry about? What difference in status, what ...

There are some things and some people that she doesn't want to miss a second time.

She just wanted Huo Wuyou, openly and honestly, and she had to have him.

"You're going to marry me?"

Huo Wuyou couldn't hide his joy and almost wanted to pick her up in the street, and even spin her around a few times, and then notify everyone on the street one by one.

Fortunately, Yan Gui arrived in time: "My Lord!"

Huo Wuyou was in a good mood: "Speak."

I saw Yan Gui holding a letter in his hand: "The letter from Cishui has been delivered."

Huo Wuyou took it quickly and handed it to Xue Zhiyi: "Do you want me to help you read it, or do you want to read it yourself?"

Looking at the sealed letter, Xue Zhiyi took it without hesitation.