If There Is a Next Life, Never Meet Me Again

"We don't need anything else, just this room," Evan Xiao said. "Sorry."

Zeng Fu seemed surprised to see a woman inside. He paused, then said, "Forget it!"

Then, he and the innkeeper left together.

Grace dashed out like an arrow, stopping at the second-floor stairs, where she spotted Henry Tuoba.

He wore plain clothes and a bamboo hat, his face hidden except for the top of the hat.

But Grace recognized him instantly.

In her last life, he was the one she owed the most.

When his country was destroyed and his people lost, Grace told him herself that she was a spy.

But Henry Tuoba said, "To have been your confidant for twenty years in this life, I have no regrets. If there is a next life..."

Before he could finish, he was gone.

At that time, Grace pulled out the arrow that had pierced his heart, then stabbed herself in the chest, saying, "If there is a next life, I hope you never meet me again."

Afterwards, she buried him on Mount Li in the Vermilion Kingdom.

Sadly, later Colin Gu dug up his grave, flogged his corpse for three days, and hung it over the city gate of Yan Capital.

The pyre where she was burned to death was set up directly across from the gate where his body hung.

Before dying, she took one last look at his remains...

......

As if sensing something, Henry Tuoba suddenly looked up in her direction.

His sword-like brows and star-bright eyes lifted slightly—young, handsome, and full of heroic spirit.

Their eyes met—his gaze was as bright as the stars.

But Grace, as if scalded, turned and fled.

Bang! She crashed into something and everything went black.

She looked up and saw Evan Xiao blocking her way.

"What's wrong? Do you know them?" Evan Xiao asked.

"No. I just wanted to see who was so generous," Grace said, turning back into the room, her mind in turmoil.

She once thought that in this life, she would never set foot in the Vermilion Kingdom's palace again.

She would never appear before him again.

That way, he could just be a good emperor.

He wouldn't fall too deeply in love.

He wouldn't lose his country and family.

He wouldn't be destroyed by her.

But who would've thought she'd run into him here?

Why did he come to the Blue Moon Kingdom?

What was he here for?

Could he be here for the Empress Dowager's birthday?

He's the emperor of a major kingdom—why would he personally come to celebrate the birthday of a minor kingdom's Empress Dowager?

......

After thinking for ages and getting nowhere, Grace suddenly realized the room was way too quiet.

A chill ran down her spine. She turned and saw Evan Xiao sitting where she'd just been, spinning a teacup in his hand.

From her angle, she could only see his profile—so perfectly handsome it was almost unreal, but he radiated a terrifying aura...

Crap.

Her emotions were all over the place—she was afraid she'd made him mad.

Grace walked over and stood beside him.

But she could feel that coldness growing even scarier.

If they weren't already so close, Grace would've never dared to come near him.

"Evan Xiao," Grace called.

He didn't answer or move.

Grace lifted one of his hands, carefully squeezed onto his lap, and called out again, "Evan Xiao..."

Evan Xiao finally looked down at her, but his gaze was still a little cold.

"Honestly, I really don't know that guy. But he looks a lot like someone I used to know," Grace said. "That's why I spaced out just now."

Evan Xiao was silent for a moment, then called, "Chloe Zhu."

He used her full name again.

"Hmm?" Grace answered nervously.