Chapter 610 Sitting on the Throne and the Beauty (29)

"Fu Li!"

An Zixuan's tone couldn't hide his resentment. It was just two simple words, but it contained deep resentment and disappointment.

His eyes were red, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he had been crying for a long time. His pale face and long, dark, thick hair made him look like a ghost.

An Zixuan looked at the attendant in front of him with some disbelief in his eyes, "Fengjian, weren't you harmed by that villain Fu Li? You are still alive, you are still alive... That's great, this is really great Already..."

While crying, An Zixuan started laughing again, like a madman.

The attendant An Zixuan called Fengjian was brought by him from the Prime Minister's Mansion. He had grown up with An Zixuan since childhood. The two had a very good relationship, and they were not like ordinary masters and servants.

When An Zixuan heard the name Fu Li from his mouth, he took a step forward, covered An Zixuan's mouth with his hand, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Master, I'm confused because of the fever... Look, this is all nonsense. .”

"How could Miss Fu harm the slave? Besides, the slave is in this deep palace, where can he see Miss Fu?"

Only then did An Zixuan feel something was wrong.

Why did Kazama call Fu Li that bitch, Miss Fu? Hasn't Fu Li already ascended to this ninth-five position?

Looking at Fengjian's obviously very young face, a very ridiculous idea suddenly flashed through An Zixuan's mind.

He tremblingly reached out and touched his face. The tentacles felt warm and smooth, without any scars.

An Zixuan struggled out of bed, stumbled in front of the mirror on the dressing table, and looked at the young and beautiful face reflected in the bronze mirror.

Except for his slightly pale face and dry lips, this face... was obviously that of him when he was young.

An Zixuan covered his face with his hands and started sobbing softly. Tears fell down between his fingers and his shoulders trembled.

He was born again.

He was actually reborn...

A trace of cruelty gradually flashed across An Zixuan's eyes, and ecstasy surged into his heart. He tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, sorting through everything in his mind, and his finger bones turned white.

He raised his head and looked around, and what he saw was a magnificent and exquisite palace, strange yet familiar.

This was clearly not the Weiyang Palace he was used to living in, but... Yaohua Palace.

An Zixuan's eyes were a little dazed, and a touch of uncontrollable ecstasy gradually emerged.

So, he was reborn before he killed Ji Lan?

When he thinks of the woman who loved him to the bone in his last life, she protected him until she died, and what did he do... What he gave her was nothing but false love and falsehood, nothing but betrayal and nothing but lies.

What appeared in An Zixuan's eyes was endless regret and guilt, as well as a bit of luck.

Not bad, not bad, it’s still not too late.

He still had time to compensate Ji Lan.

After An Zixuan killed Ji Lan in his previous life, he successfully helped Fu Li ascend to the throne, and he became Fengjun. They both ascended to the highest position in the world. Everything was so happy and unreal.

However, it only lasted two years.

Fu Li was tired of him. She fell in love with his concubine brother, and then she and that bitch gave him a chronic poison. No wonder he lingered on the bed for several years for no reason.

The last bowl of poison was poured into him by his own brother, while Fu Li stood at the door and watched coldly.

Kazama loyally protected his master, but was eventually killed by a sword from the Imperial Guards.

An Zixuan hates it.

When he woke up again, he didn't expect that he was actually reborn many years ago, before everything happened.

In fact, I have never understood why the heroine in some rebirth novels helped a scumbag to kill the male protagonist in her previous life, but in this life, with a script, she can be with the male protagonist so naturally... Is she really worthy? (Only for those whose three views are too broken)

Good night