Reincarnation: Trying to pretend to be ordinary, but it turns out it's really impossible.

On the other side, Su Ningning fell into a deep coma.

Su Xingbai was extremely flustered.

He had never seen Su Ningning so fragile, so lifeless.

She lay there so quietly, and seeing her like that made his heart ache and he panic.

He stared intently at the Pei family head, who was treating Su Ningning's wounds, and kept asking about the situation.

The head of the Pei family moved steadily and had already thoroughly bandaged Su Ningning's shoulder injury, and the bleeding had finally stopped.

After bandaging,

Patriarch Pei raised his hand again to take Su Ningning's pulse. His fingertips had barely touched her pulse when…

His expression instantly turned somewhat strange.

He glanced up at Su Xingbai, who was standing beside him, her entire body tense to the extreme. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.

"It's not serious, it's just... I'm too tired."

Su Xingbai breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but her heart was still not at ease.

He stared blankly at Su Ningning, his eyes not daring to leave her for even a moment.

In her drowsy state, Su Ningning returned to the world she originally belonged to, that dynasty.

The day her master fed her roast chicken

She saw herself lying motionless on the table, her master standing beside her with a forlorn air, saying something to her.

Before the scene could linger for long, a large number of men in black suddenly burst through the door and began a massacre in the Dark Guard camp.

Su Ningning watched helplessly as her former comrades, with whom she had shared life and death, fell one after another. She wanted to rush down to help, but she couldn't reach anyone.

Su Ningning hovered anxiously in mid-air, only able to watch helplessly as her brothers from the Dark Guard Camp fell one after another, their blood soaking the courtyard ground.

In the end, her master was pierced through the heart by a hail of arrows, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Even as he breathed his last, the master's eyes remained wide open, as if he had died with his eyes still open.

Su Ningning wanted to cry, but no tears fell.

Although her master was strict, in her heart, her master was like her father, only her father was stricter.

Su Ningning floated down to her master's side and squatted down. She reached out and gently covered his eyelids with her hand.

The moment the fingertips touched the ground, the master's wide-open eyes slowly closed.

Su Ningning slowly stood up and looked at the secret guard camp where she had lived for more than ten years and had long regarded it as her home.

At this moment, the ground was littered with corpses and blood flowed everywhere, turning it into a blood-soaked inferno.

Su Ningning was filled with hatred for the man in black, but there was nothing she could do.

She followed the group of men in black.

The first person to appear before her was the newly usurped emperor, who was also the cruel and ruthless Ninth Prince.

The man in black knelt down and reported that the entire Dark Guard battalion had been wiped out.

The new emperor burst into laughter on the spot and immediately ordered the reorganization of the Dark Guard Battalion, appointing the leader, a man in black, as the new battalion commander.

The years that followed unfolded before her eyes.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he became tyrannical, extravagant, and indulged in debauchery.

Completely disregarding the suffering of the people, the common people lived in dire straits, and public resentment accumulated day by day.

Finally, the late emperor's younger brother, the eleventh prince, secretly gathered a rebel army to launch a campaign against him.

He eventually led his troops to breach the imperial city, killed the tyrannical ruler, and successfully ascended the throne as emperor.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he drastically reformed the government.

Tax reductions, relief for displaced people, and crackdown on corrupt officials;

They carried out all the tasks that the wise ruler to whom Su Ningning served back then hadn't had time to finish.

The world gradually settled down, and the people were finally free from suffering.

The original Dark Guard Battalion had already ceased to exist on the night of its annihilation.

Nobody remembers those people.

They were born as shadows of imperial power, living in the dark, hidden from the eyes of the world.

He lived his entire life nameless and anonymous, unable to see the light of day.

Even though everyone was wiped out and the camp was stained with blood, it didn't cause the slightest ripple in the outside world.

No one felt sorry for them, no one mourned them; history left no trace, and the world felt nothing.

The only one who remembered them was the youngest bodyguard, number twenty-nine, who had escaped death that night by luck while on a mission.

He rushed back that day, only to find corpses scattered all over the ground.

He didn't cry, nor did he break down.

He was all alone, quietly and meticulously collecting the remains of all his brothers and master, including Su Ningning's.

They were all buried in the same piece of land in the suburbs.

Several years have passed, and Twenty-Nine has long since left the capital, living in anonymity elsewhere.

Perhaps they have already settled down and started a family, or perhaps they have died from a hidden illness.

And from that time on, no one ever came to that cemetery again.

Wild grass grows wildly year after year, densely covering the entire grave mound.

Passersby would only casually remark,

These are the graves of homeless, lonely souls.

Su Ningning floated in mid-air watching this scene, her heart aching and heavy with emotion.

He lived an unknown life and died without receiving any offerings.

This was the ultimate fate of their bodyguards.

Su Ningning slowly woke up amidst this feeling of melancholy and bitterness.

What came into view was Su Xingbai, who was guarding the bedside.

His eyes were frighteningly red, with bloodshot veins filling the space between them.

When he saw Su Ningning wake up, he instantly broke down, and tears streamed down his face.

"You're finally awake! Do you know you've been asleep for a whole day and night? You scared me to death!"

Su Ningjing looked at him quietly.

I couldn't help but tease him softly.

"Xiaobai, you cry so much! You cry even more than girls. Are you made of water?"

Su Xingbai's eyes and voice were hoarse as she said, sounding aggrieved.

"If you're alright, I won't cry. All the tears I've shed in my life are for you."

Upon hearing this, Su Ningning felt inexplicably guilty and dared not tease him anymore.

Su Xingbai wiped away her tears and gently comforted her.

"Get well soon, I'll take you out for a big meal. I've also made a lot of delicious food for you at home, all waiting for you to get better."

Looking at the man whose eyes were full of love for her, Su Ningning nodded gently.

"it is good."

very nice.

It's so wonderful to be alive in this world.

She is no longer a shadowy figure, nameless and vulnerable to sacrifice.

She is a dignified, memorable, and vibrant person.

Su Xingbai was worried, so he specially invited the head of the Pei family over.

After carefully examining Su Ningning, Patriarch Pei spoke.

"The recovery is going quite well, Fellow Daoist Su. You have an excellent foundation and will be fully recovered in another half month."

Upon hearing this, Su Ningning muttered softly:

"It's just some superficial injuries, nothing serious."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Xingbai glared at her fiercely, feeling both heartache and anger.

"You bled so much and were unconscious for a whole day and night, and you still dare to say it's just a minor matter?"

Su Ningning subconsciously touched the tip of her nose, and she herself was a little puzzled.

She muttered to herself.

"I also find it strange... In the past, this kind of injury would not have made me this weak, let alone exhausted to this extent."

The head of the Pei family watched the two quietly, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Su Xingbai quickly noticed that the Pei family head's expression was off, and his heart tightened. He hurriedly asked,

"Patriarch Pei, what's wrong? Is there something you're hiding from us?"

The head of the Pei family nodded slowly.

Su Xingbai tensed up instantly and pressed for an answer.

"What happened? Does Ningning have more than just a shoulder injury; does she have other hidden injuries?"

The Pei family head's gaze fell on Su Ningning, making her feel uneasy.

Su Ningning also gradually became uneasy and couldn't help but urge him on.

"Please don't stay silent. What happened? Just tell me the truth. I can handle it."