Feihong Zuoxue

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Ji Miao died in the deep winter of the second year of Yuanxi. To fulfill his father’s wish, he schemed his entire life, pushing his own younger brother onto the throne, only to be branded a rebel and executed at the Meridian Gate. On the day he bowed his head for the blade, he finally understood—the familial affection he cherished was merely a performance to exploit his usefulness. His entire life had become an absurd joke. The bitter cold pierced his very bones. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to six years prior. The good news was that at this moment, his father’s rebellion was not even a distant possibility. The bad news was that the body he was reborn into was not his own.

The new body was of humble birth, without relatives, power, or influence. But that was fine; he still had his past self. Under the name Si Cheng, he stayed by his former self’s side, lying low and enduring, borrowing influence to exact revenge. From the Crown Prince’s death during his southern tour to the drastic shift in the capital’s power dynamics, he worked in secret with that person, uncovering hidden truths and using that person’s status and position to weave a secret web aimed at patricide, fratricide, and seizing the pinnacle of power.

The grand plan for revenge proceeded smoothly, with only one unexpected development—the way that person looked at him grew increasingly strange, shifting from initial vigilance and apprehension to something lingering and tender. Eventually, the boundary was crossed. In the dim interior room, the candlelight flickered. That person pressed down on him, wearing his former self’s face, whispering intimately while the pad of their finger pressed heavily against his neck.

“You plan to leave after using me? There’s no such easy deal in this world.” “In your heart, what exactly am I?” Si Cheng’s clothes were partially undone, a choked silence momentarily catching in his throat, unable to utter a word. But the other continued to murmur close to his ear. “As long as you don’t leave me.” “Whether it’s true feelings or pretense.” “I only ask that you… never leave me, okay?”

Raw Novel Name: 飛鴻祚雪