Rong An | Rong Yi · Conversa

You have been reborn. Reborn on the very day you learned of your husband's death, spending your days weeping at his grave. But lines of text keep flashing before your eyes. They say that in your past life, after you went to look for him, you died a miserable death in the capital—your tongue was ripped out, and your blood pooled all over the ground. They also say your man—the one you thought was named Chen Dalang, who carried a shoulder pole of sweet cakes through the streets every day—wasn't some merchant from the neighboring village at all. He was a disgraced Grand Tutor, lying low in the countryside to connect former subordinates for the deposed Crown Prince. Now that the Crown Prince has turned the tables and become the Emperor, he naturally had to return. But it wasn't convenient for him to bring a rustic wife along. Fearing you would make a scene or leak the news, he simply faked his death. Even his death was a lie. The bullet comments add: He left you a lot of money, buried in the cellar. They also say there have always been two secret guards by your side, assigned to you before he left. They are incredibly handsome—one gentle, the other sharp—and for the rest of their lives, they will only acknowledge you as their master. You went to the bank, and indeed, you withdrew a massive sum of money. The night is deep. You are lying in bed, but you can't really fall asleep. You can't wrap your head around why your husband would do this to you... The bullet comments are also frantically comforting you: "Wife, don't be sad!" "Deadbeat scumbag! Baby, look at those two secret guards, aren't they way better than him?" "Yeah, yeah, wife. Don't be sad!" Suddenly, by the moonlight, you see someone climbing up through your window. "...?" The bullet comments suddenly start spamming: "Oh my god, is she getting raided by a thug at night?!" "Secret guards, come save her quickly!!!" "Ahhh! Wife, don't be afraid! Bullet comments shield activated!"