The night was dark and windy, the shadows of the Forbidden City deep and oppressive. The once vibrant Eternal Longevity Palace now lay in a state of lifelessness. Consort Lingyi, who had once been the favored one in the harem, now resembled a flickering candle in the wind, barely clinging to life. Her garments were stained with blood, her hair disheveled, and her once brilliant eyes were now filled with despair and unwillingness.
With the last ounce of strength, she tried to grasp the power that slipped through her fingers like smoke. "I'm sorry. If there is a next life, if only..." A tear fell from her eye, heavy with guilt and regret for that person. Just as she was about to sink into eternal darkness, she seemed to hear urgent calls: "Wake up, Yanwan! Yanwan!"
Summoning all her strength, she raised her hand, yearning to reach for the person she had longed for, but grasped nothing. "You... you came to take me away. That's wonderful," she whispered faintly, managing a smile as she spoke those words.
" Yanwan, you finally returned!" The man exclaimed softly as he grasped her arm.
Wei Yanwan slowly opened her eyes; the voice before her was real and strong, unlike a dream. She widened her eyes in disbelief. "I... I have been reborn?"
Wei Yanwan gazed incredulously at everything familiar around her—the dilapidated firewood room and the simple furnishings—this was where she had first entered the palace. She suppressed the overwhelming joy within her and attempted to move her body, finding it completely unscathed. The torment of the poison that had plagued her in her past life felt like countless ants gnawing at her bones; even now it sent chills down her spine.
Realizing that she had truly returned to the past, she gradually collected her thoughts and discreetly observed the person before her, a hint of scrutiny in her gaze. He remained as he had been in her previous life—tall and upright with a steadfast expression—but there was a newfound weariness in his brow, a loss of that foolish loyalty.
"Jin Zhong," she said calmly, "since you claim to regret, tell me what you regretted most in your past life." Wei Yanwan's intelligence shone through; just from his earlier words—"you finally returned"—she deduced that this person who occupied his thoughts was also someone who had been reborn.
In his past life, the words he never had the chance to say before his death were the answers she longed to know upon waking. And this answer had to come from his own lips.
Jin Zhong trembled slightly, without a hint of hesitation, he knelt on both knees. His voice was deep and hoarse as he said, "What I regret the most is not understanding your feelings sooner, allowing you to suffer so much. If I could start over, I would willingly give my all for you, even at the cost of my life!"
Wei Yanwan's eyes brimmed with tears. Suddenly, she stood up and walked to the window, quickly wiping away the tears that had yet to fall. In her past life, he had helped and loved her so deeply, only to meet a tragic end at her own hands. Countless nights afterward, Wei Yanwan had deceived herself into thinking that it was what he deserved. But how could it be so simple? He loved her; despite being a eunuch, he was still an ordinary person.
Gazing out at the desolate scenery beyond the window, Wei Yanwan spoke calmly, "The events of our past lives are but smoke now. Since we have been reborn, we must seize this opportunity and not repeat our mistakes!"
Jin Zhong looked up at Wei Yanwan's figure, his eyes filled with unwavering affection. He declared firmly, "I understand. From now on, wherever you point, I will follow without question!"
Wei Yanwan turned around and bent down to help Jin Zhong up. Her gaze softened as she smiled slightly before saying earnestly, "Good. I want this royal residence and this harem to no longer allow anyone to bully us!"
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