Thirteen years is enough for a little girl to grow up.
She is like a proud and enchanting flower, blooming quietly in these thirteen years.
She was originally a pure lily. After thirteen years of wind and rain, she grew into the poppy that is so poisonous that people dare not touch it.
Beautiful, but fatally wounded.
She is so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her, and her smile is so charming that it makes people fall.
She is a mysterious figure in the dark night, possessing supreme power.
What can make a person change overnight? Become no longer weak and no longer trusting?
Hatred? I think so. She witnessed her mother being killed but was unable to save it. She personally experienced the pain of losing a loved one. She was blinded by hatred, and she chose revenge.
She disguised her inner feelings and kept working hard until her white jade hands were stained with blood. She knew that she was already a killer with blood on her hands.
She killed someone for her own survival, for her own mission, and for her own revenge.
Everything is for herself. Call her selfish or cruel, but who can understand her pain?
In this environment, between two people, either you die or I die. If you don't die, I will die.
When her four-year-old mother was killed, who could consider how helpless and sad she was? Training day and night, she shed so much blood and sweat that other children had not shed.
While other children were nestling in their mother's arms, she was undergoing extremely cruel training, without enough food and clothing, just to pass the so-called perseverance training and gain a supreme position.
While other children slept in the soft and warm Simmons, she could only sleep on the cold ground, in the cold mountains, with rocks underneath her body, and she had to be wary of wild beasts that might appear around her.
If she was not careful, she offended the coach, who would whip her skinny body mercilessly with a whip, leaving her skin and flesh raw. She gritted her teeth and never shed tears. She hated herself for being a crybaby, it was very annoying.
Several years of horrific training have created the supreme underworld, the eternal ace.
In thirteen years, it transformed magnificently, becoming a puppet that lived for revenge and a death to which thousands of people surrendered.
Today, she personally killed the man who killed her mother. Can everything end?
It can be over, but there is no going back.
She ruined her father's life-long efforts with her own hands; she killed her stepmother with her own hands; she let a boy who loved her deeply die for her; she let her brother's family be ruined.
Is she hateful? How much suffering and injuries have she suffered for revenge and her so-called mission?
Does she regret it? Maybe not, maybe she does.
Two lives were taken away in his own hands. The boy who loved him deeply but never said it, he didn't deserve to die.
For that promise, she changed.
She is no longer a rich girl who only knows how to act coquettishly, she is just a murderous demon, a queen who rules over a billion people.
Now, at this moment, she fell helplessly in the middle of the road on a rainy day. She was so helpless at this moment, the rain was pouring down, and the cold rain hit her face wantonly.
The difference between rain and tears has long been unclear.
She smiled, so pale and weak.
So, be reborn, revenge princess!
The song ends and everyone parted ways. Tomorrow, we will be given back to us the innocent and lovely Xi Ziyuan.
