Pale Lights - Chapter 18 - 17

“I stress repeatedly, the attitude of the Cultivation World is inherently distorted, not because I distorted it. They say history is written by the victors, so why am I still constantly slandered even after I’ve won?” Lu Yang Sword Immortal said so angrily in an interview with the reporter.The next day.“I stress repeatedly, I am the one who distorted the attitude of the Cultivation World.” Lu Yang Sword Immortal said so angrily during the reporter’s interview. –Reported by the 《Cultivation Daily》for you.

Ning Jiang's father was a famous bridge designer but he was framed and the bridge he designed fell. He couldn't bear what happened and died soon. After his death, Ning Jiang's mother married another man who already had a daughter.

The new family treated Ning Jiang badly. Her stepsister, Mo Lan, even got involved in her relationship on purpose. As a result, her boyfriend betrayed her and Ni Jiang's heart was broken.

Meanwhile, Ning Jiang discovered that what happened to her father might be related to her stepfather or a man, Luo Hanshang, the fiance of her stepsister, who was in power of a huge business empire.

To find out the truth behind her father's case and even take revenge, she set up a trap for Luo Hanshang and attracted him successfully. She helped him solve a big case and won his trust. Then he married her as she planned. As time went by, he fell in love with her and even melted her heart, but she never gave up revealing the truth...

The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.

“Why is this happening…?”

Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform.

The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation.

Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation.

But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed.

It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid.

For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself.

That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace.

Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything.

After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories.

Was it to save the future of a declining empire?

Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war?

Was it to save the people from famine?

No, she had only one goal.

To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!