After the eldest daughter was reborn, the whole family knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Incense was burning in the gilded stove, and under the curling smoke, the appearance of the man in white before him had a kind of eerie and almost demonic feeling.

Under the sweet incense, Xiao Xuetang felt that this person was light and floating. In between dreams and illusions, she heard the man's deep, ghostly voice calling her, "Empress..."

"When did you start to recall those memories?"

With a loud bang, Xiao Xuetang felt as if a thunder had exploded beside his ears. He stared at Foshu in a daze...

For a moment, Xiao Xuetang's heart was in turmoil, but after all, she had also experienced the test of life and death, so her expression returned to normal in an instant.

She glanced at Foshu coldly and said calmly, "I don't know what the high priest is talking about. I am the eldest daughter of Yong'an Marquis Mansion, not the queen!?"

Fu Shu chuckled, looked at Xiao Xuetang, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that you hate Lin Shaoshu more than Yong'an Marquis Mansion; and you hate marrying Lin Shaoshu and being trapped in the deep palace more than being the eldest daughter of Yong'an Marquis Mansion. Therefore, you tried every means to break off the engagement with Lin Shaoshu in this life..."

As light and shadow interweave, a strange light flashed in Foshu's dark eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Xiao Xuetang was surprised to find that Foshu's eyes were very similar to Lin Xun's, both had a pair of phoenix eyes.

It’s just that Lin Xun’s temperament is colder and more upright; while Foshu’s eyes tend to be more evil and sinister.

The pair of charming and evil eyes looked at Xiao Xuetang as if he was looking at a prey caught in a net, and said, "So after you regained your memory, you wanted to choose a different life. Was it after we first met in the alley that day? Or after the Ksitigarbha Hall in the Huguo Temple?"

Fu Shu tried to conceal his tone suddenly, but he still couldn't hide the urgency in his tone.

Fu Shu seemed to be very sure that Xiao Xuetang's recovery of her past life memories was related to him; and he seemed to care very much...

In Xiao Xuetang's impression, he did not have much interaction with Foshu, whether in past or present life.

But on the contrary, Foshu took every step carefully, even going to great lengths and risking the life of the Tianxuan Sect branch in Kyoto, just to restore her memory and bring her back to his side.

Why on earth?

Xiao Xuetang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment, she looked at Foshu with eyes as clear as snow, and said, "If I were to say, it was even earlier. In this life, before I met you, the high priest, I already had memories of my past life."

what! ?

Foshu's originally relaxed expression froze for a moment. He looked at Xiao Xuetang with some doubt and subconsciously blurted out, "No, this is impossible."

It was clear that Xiao Xuetang was still escaping and trying to cover up the so-called past life events just a moment ago, but now, after a brief panic, Xiao Xuetang became calm.

Xiao Xuetang's sudden change made Foshu feel uneasy and a little anxious...

Xiao Xuetang glanced at Foshu.

It is undeniable that the face in front of him is very handsome, and the facial features are in line with Xiao Xuetang's aesthetic, but for some reason, Xiao Xuetang just can't like it.

Perhaps it was because even though the person in front of him was wearing a white robe and pretending to be spotless, it was still difficult to conceal his gloomy nature.

Xiao Xuetang's cold gaze reminded Fu Shu of Xiao Xuetang who had made him lose miserably in his previous life.

Her pair of black and white eyes sparkled like gems under the candlelight. The corners of her eyes were slightly curved, very beautiful and pure. She spoke slowly with a cruel innocence: "What is the trajectory of fate? My fate is closely related to Kyoto, Yong'an Marquis Mansion, and Lin Shaoshu. What does it have to do with you, the High Priest of Southern Xinjiang?"

With a 'bang', it was as if a string broke in his mind.

It has nothing to do with him. Everything about Xiao Xuetang has nothing to do with him...

So what is the meaning of his reincarnation?

In an instant, the atmosphere in the originally cramped room became even more depressing. A wind from nowhere swayed the candles on the table. Xiao Xuetang felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and a cold hand pinched her neck!

"Xiao Xuetang, don't forget who saved you when you were abandoned by the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, who sent you to the position of Queen, and who helped you to wipe out the entire Yong'an Marquis' Mansion? Do you think that you can escape the fate of your previous life by living again...even if you still stay in Kyoto? Don't even think about it!"

"You are the Saint of my Southern Border. Never in your lifetime will you escape the fate of your previous life..."

The sacred bird worshiped can be reincarnated and change the world by offering blood as a sacrifice.

In his previous life, after losing Xiao Xuetang, Foshu finally gained reincarnation by sacrificing ten thousand people, but he did not expect that the imperfect curse would still fall on him.

He waited for several years in Jiangnan, but he never saw Xiao Xuetang, who was sold to a brothel by Madam Nan. The news from Kyoto was that the Yong'an Marquis' family was banished from Kyoto. At that time, he realized that the fate of Xiao Xuetang and him in this life had deviated...

At that time, there were also problems within southern Xinjiang, and Fu Shu had no choice but to return to the border and re-plan everything.

What he wanted was Xiao Xuetang, the one with whom he had five years of memories in southern Xinjiang, rather than the blank eldest lady of the Xiao family.

Therefore, he spent several more years reading through the records of those strange techniques. He wanted to help Xiao Xuetang regain his memory, continue the love, hatred and vengeance of his previous life, and make a new choice!

but……

Everything was still different from what he thought.

Xiao Xuetang remembered his identity, but had no memory of his past life; Xiao Xuetang abandoned Lin Shaoshu, but was entangled with Lin Xun.

What went wrong?

"It doesn't matter. If you do it again, you will remember everything. Everything... will start over again!"

His hands gradually closed, his eyes turned red, and he was crazy...

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his back. A hairpin was inserted into the middle of his spine. A numbness instantly spread throughout his body, and he unconsciously loosened his hand that was holding Xiao Xuetang.

"you……"

Fu Shu looked at Xiao Xuetang in disbelief.

"cough"!

Xiao Xuetang breathed in deep gulps of fresh air and looked down at Foshu.

The status between the prey and the hunter changed instantly!

"I know that as the High Priest of Southern Frontier, I am immune to all poisons, but the hairpin is coated with my special Ma Fei Powder, which is enough to stun a tiger. High Priest, you were careless!"

"I am very satisfied with my current life and don't want to start over again. I'm afraid I will disappoint the high priest..."

She was holding a bloody hairpin in her hand, and a drop of blood splashed on her face. Under the flickering candlelight, her beautiful face looked a little charming.

But in Fushu's eyes at this moment, the woman under the candlelight silhouette overlapped with the woman standing in the sea of ​​blood in his previous life.

He suddenly smiled...