I made the villain right.

Luo Yi rushed to the general's mansion and saw the white lanterns and white flags hanging high above the door. She stopped in her tracks and her legs seemed to be nailed to the spot.

After a moment, she seemed to muster up her courage and finally stepped into the general's mansion.

The house was filled with a strong atmosphere of grief.

The servants had solemn expressions and hurried steps, the white cloth and paper-made objects in their hands adding a touch of desolation.

Luo Yi ran to the mourning hall and saw a pale scene with the hanging white cloth swaying slightly.

She stared at the coffin and slowly approached it.

Looking at Shi Sheng's pale face and the knife marks on his neck, her heart seemed to be weighed down by a stone. She felt depressed and had difficulty breathing, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.

My eyes felt sore, but the tears wouldn't come out.

She slowly reached out her hand and gently stroked his cheek, her fingertips rubbing unconsciously, the touch was cold.

My throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton, it was dry and astringent, and I couldn't make any sound.

She opened her mouth for a long while before muttering, "You said you would marry me, why did you break your promise..."

"I won't allow it! Get up! I'm waiting for you to marry me."

Her voice was hoarse and broken, with a tremor that she herself was not even aware of.

Shi Jin rushed over and came to the side of the coffin. Looking at Shi Sheng lying inside, his nose felt sore, his vision became increasingly blurred, and tears silently fell.

I had clearly changed my eldest brother's fate of death, and I thought he and Luo Yi would have a good ending, but in the end it was all in vain and nothing could be changed.

A feeling of powerlessness spread in my heart, as if my heart was being torn apart and hurt.

Shi Xiaomian stood quietly in front of the mourning hall, only a few steps away from the coffin, but it seemed as if there was an insurmountable gap between them.

Her hands subconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her body trembled slightly, as she tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

Her empty eyes fell on the white curtain in the center of the mourning hall that was swaying in the wind. She did not dare to look at her brother's appearance in the coffin.

A painful memory emerged in my mind, overlapping and intertwining with the scene in front of me.

Despair, helplessness and pain pulled at each other, tearing her heart to pieces.

She was stubborn and began to mutter to herself: "Why? Why can't I change it?"

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and her originally out-of-control emotions froze instantly, and a self-deprecating sneer appeared on her face.

"So what you meant when you said, 'Don't try to change, everything is in vain'..."

Shi Jin heard it all clearly, and seeing Shi Xiaomian's distraught and confused look, he thought she was too sad and was filled with worry.

She hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and was about to go over to comfort her, but she saw that Shi Xiaomian seemed to be severely hurt by something.

He turned around suddenly and left the mourning hall with staggering steps but eagerly.

He only left behind a resolute and lonely back and disappeared from her sight.

Then, a familiar figure rushed into the mourning hall. Fan Hua saw Shi Jin's distraught look from afar, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He strode in front of her, and without saying a word, he opened his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms, his movements urgent and gentle.

Shi Jin's body stiffened slightly, and then the emotions that had been pent up for a long time burst out completely. Tears poured out like a flood. He cried without restraint, like a helpless child.

Fan Hua patted her back gently, again and again, trying to dispel the sadness in her heart.

He rested his chin on the top of her head, whispering in her ear in a low and warm voice: "Mianmian, I am here. I will always be your support."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body to protect her.

After a pause, his tone became firm and resolute, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "I will investigate my brother's affairs and avenge him."

His words gradually relaxed Shi Jin's tense nerves, and she cried even more wantonly.

She clutched Fan Hua's clothes tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to vent all her sadness and powerlessness in this cry.

"I obviously changed a lot of things... but I still couldn't save my brother..." She sobbed and her words broke.

Fan Hua didn't understand what she was saying. Seeing her crying so hard, his heart ached and he hugged her tightly.

I held her like this and let her tears wet my shoulders.

At this moment, Shi Xiaomian walked hurriedly into a room.

She leaned against the door for a moment, calmed herself down, moved her lips slightly, and uttered something silently.

In an instant, a blue-purple vortex ring appeared in the center of the room.

There was a layer of golden light flowing in the vortex, as if it contained mysterious power, and seemed to be a passage leading to another mysterious space.

Shi Xiaomian resolutely stepped into it, and her figure was instantly swallowed up by the vortex.

Shi Xiaomian came to a vast grassland with endless blue sky and white clouds.

At this moment, Shi Xiaomian's heart was filled with resentment and anxiety, and she had no intention of appreciating the scenery.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes filled with anxiety and anger, and she shouted at the top of her voice towards the empty space around her: "Star Master, come out!"

"Don't play dumb, come out!"

There was silence all around, and no response came.

Shi Xiaomian's emotions instantly went out of control, her face flushed red, and she said sternly: "I will not go through this catastrophe anymore, let's all perish together."

After a moment, an ethereal and clear female voice was heard, as if floating in from the distant sky.

"Don't call me aunt, I'm still being punished and imprisoned."

When Shi Xiaomian heard this, she glared and replied unhappily, "How long have you been locked up here? It's not over yet."

The Star Sizhe's voice was somewhat helpless: "I don't want to either, but how can my time be the same as yours?"

After Shi Xiaomian calmed down, he asked about the thing that mattered most to him, and said solemnly:

"You once said that if you don't try to change it, it will all be in vain. Are you saying that the fate of the people in the book is set and cannot be changed? My brother, I, A Yu, and everyone else cannot escape death?"

"That's right. The fate of the people in the book cannot be changed. But you two are not people in the book, so you can decide your own fate."

When Shi Xiaomian heard this, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

A terrifying thought flashed through his mind, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked hurriedly, "So, the plot of the bloody puppets slaughtering the city in the previous life will still happen, right?"

"Yes." Si Xingzhe's brief answer was like a knife piercing straight into Shi Xiaomian's heart.

Shi Xiaomian was filled with resentment and confusion: "Why? Didn't I kill Qin Yixian? How come I couldn't stop this from happening?"

"Because you rashly killed him, his actions were transferred to Xu Wuchen, and he is the one who drives the subsequent plot forward."

Shi Xiaomian's eyes focused instantly, as if she had suddenly captured something crucial.

"So, fate is set and cannot be changed, but the carrier of fate can be changed, right?"

The Star Master fell silent, and this brief silence seemed to confirm Xiaomian's guess.

After a moment, the Star Master spoke slowly, his voice filled with fatigue and helplessness.

"I sealed you away because I didn't want you to interfere in this life and affect the plot. Don't forget your experience. This is your last chance. If you fail again, both you and him will die here."

A hint of stubbornness flashed in Shi Xiaomian's eyes: "I know."

"I can't be out of my body for too long, or I'll be discovered. I'm going to retreat first."

The Star Master's voice gradually faded away until it disappeared.

Shi Xiaomian looked at the empty grassland and vowed in her heart: "Then transfer their fate to me."

At this moment, in the mourning hall.

Shi Jin's emotions have gradually stabilized.

Luo Yi stood beside the coffin, as if his soul had been hollowed out. He held Shi Sheng's hand tightly without moving, completely immersed in his own world and turning a deaf ear to everything he said.

Seeing that she hadn't shed a tear yet and released the sadness in her heart, she looked worried.

She walked over and hugged her, saying softly, "I know you are sad, cry, you will feel better."

Luo Yi's face was numb and he didn't react.

At this time, Butler Yu walked into the mourning hall. Seeing this, Shi Jin let go of Luo Yi and came up to him.

"Is father awake?"

Butler Yu shook his head and said, "No."

He glanced at Luo Yi, and then said: "This old servant has something to give to Miss Luo."

He pulled out a marriage certificate from his sleeve and said, "I found this on the eldest master when I was grooming him. He should have been carrying it with him. I think I should give it to Miss Luo."

"Okay, you go down first, I'll give her the marriage certificate."

After hearing this, Butler Yu stepped back.

Shi Jin lowered his head to glance at the marriage certificate in his hand, touched it lightly with his fingers, raised his eyes and met Fan Hua's gaze. Their eyes met, conveying some message.

Fan Hua nodded slightly, indicating that she should give the marriage certificate to Luo Yi now as an outlet for her emotions.

Shi Jin understood, took a few steps forward, came to her side, and put the marriage certificate in her palm.

She whispered softly, "Yiyi, this is the marriage certificate that your elder brother wrote for you, take a look."

Luo Yi's fingertips touched the marriage certificate, and Luo Yi's eyes moved slightly, giving a little reaction.

Seeing this, Fan Hua reminded, "Let's go, let her be alone for a while."

Then Shi Jin left the mourning hall with him.

After a moment, Luo Yi slowly lowered his head, as if he had used up all his strength to focus his eyes on the object in his hand.

When he saw the words "marriage certificate" clearly, a crack finally appeared on his numb face.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she gently opened the marriage certificate, and familiar handwriting came into view.

Shi Sheng's handwriting is just like his personality, with strong strokes, impartiality and uprightness.

Although there were some disagreements when I first met you, as we spent more time together, feelings gradually grew for each other, and from then on we walked together and were happy every day.

I have signed the marriage certificate to show my loyalty. When my father returns to set a date, I will bring you to be my wife in a phoenix crown and a red bridal robe, and a sedan chair carried by eight people.

From now on, for the rest of my life, I will never abandon you in prosperity, share your hardships, and protect you.

Memories of the past came flooding back...

Her lips trembled uncontrollably and her throat seemed to be blocked, and she let out a few suppressed sobs.

Then, tears welled up in her eyes and flowed freely down her cheeks, dripping onto Shi Sheng's name on the signature of the marriage certificate, quickly smearing the ink.

"You said you would marry me, and I believed you, but why did you break your promise..."

She murmured to herself, her voice broken and hoarse, filled with sorrow.

"You can't leave me..." Her legs softened and she slowly knelt beside the coffin.

The pain that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out and she burst into tears.

The crying sounds echoed in the mourning hall, each cry was heart-wrenching, as if trying to vent all the sorrow in the heart.