After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

Where is this?

It seems to be the majestic and solemn Taimiao of the Dachong Dynasty.

However, the ground of the Taimiao, which was covered with gold bricks, was covered with blood. The bright red and sticky blood submerged the gold bricks on the ground and even flowed slowly down to the steps outside the hall like an endless bloody river.

The scene flashed, and a stunning eunuch with red lips and white teeth, who was more beautiful and delicate than a woman, about 40 years old, was wearing a bright red round-necked eunuch's robe. Due to long-term frowning, there were deep river-shaped marks between his eyebrows. He had a crazy expression, and swung the sharp sword in his hand nonchalantly, and chopped the neck of a prince of about fifteen or sixteen years old. A head with a terrified and hideous expression rolled to the ground with a large amount of blood splattered.

The eunuch casually wiped off the blood that had splattered on his face, a creepy and sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked up at the tablets of the emperors of the Datong Dynasty that were enshrined high up, and said, "The 42nd one."

The stunning eunuch showed a creepy smile, picked up the head he had just chopped off from the ground, took a few steps forward, and carefully placed the freshly chopped head in his hand together with the other 41 heads on the altar dedicated to the emperors of the Da Chong Dynasty.

"That's right, a family must be together, no one can be missing."

What is going on? There are only three tablets of previous emperors in the Taimiao. Does this mean that the Da Chong Dynasty will perish after the fourth emperor?

The picture became blurred with a burst of snow. In the Taimiao Temple covered with blood, there was another woman, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a bright red robe of a first-rank duke's wife.

The middle-aged woman held a long sword in her hand and stabbed the eunuch who had almost wiped out the entire royal family of the Da Chong Dynasty.

The eunuch's consciousness was already blurred, and he was shaky and unable to support himself. He simply let the sword pierce through him and rested his head on the woman's forehead. He struggled to raise his left hand, which was covered in blood, and gently stroked the woman's face, which was not as smooth and delicate as that of a young girl, but still well-maintained. He opened his mouth and said something.

But before anyone could hear clearly what the eunuch said, his head tilted, and the corner of his bright red mouth silently brushed against the woman's slightly trembling red lips. The hand that had been caressing the woman's face also dropped down weakly, and the body fell into the arms of the woman who was standing upright, revealing the murderer's face that was almost exactly the same as his own.

"Do not……"

A beautiful woman of about seventeen or eighteen suddenly sat up from the bed, her face full of uncontrollable fear, and she was gasping for breath.

The scene in the dream just now seemed to be experienced personally. The sticky feeling of stabbing a sword into a human body seemed to still remain in the palm of the hand, especially the face that was almost exactly the same as his own, but much older...

Li Shiliu, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue of the Da Chong Dynasty, was almost certain that what she had just dreamed about was herself decades later.

Recalling the image of herself in the dream wearing the bright red court dress of a first-rank lady, Li Shiliu frowned in disgust.

None of the backyards of the royal nobles of the Da Chong Dynasty were clean. A first-rank lady, haha, might as well cut her hair and become a nun.

She took a deep breath to calm her madly beating heart, and reached out to touch the sweaty hair by her ear. Li Shiliu felt as if her throat was burning.

With the moonlight coming in through the window, Li Shiliu lifted the quilt, wearing only a thin nightgown, walked to the table, poured herself a cup of cold tea, and gulped it down.

People in the world believe in ghosts and gods. Although Li Shiliu has never seen a ghost, she still maintains a basic respect for unknown things.

After a little thought, Li Shiliu lit the candle in the room with her own hands. While the scene she had just dreamed of was still vivid in her mind, she picked up a pen and paper and wrote down some details of the dream as carefully as possible.