A Thousand Years After I Was Cast into the Underworld Prison

I loved the King of Hell for 9,000 years, yet he cast me into the Nether Prison, where I endured the torment of ten thousand ghosts. In my hundredth year of imprisonment, I miscarried his child. He asked if I knew my mistake. My eyes red, I said I did not. In my five hundredth year of imprisonment, my soul shattered completely. He asked if I knew my mistake. My voice was weak, but I still stubbornly shook my head. In my thousandth year of imprisonment, I became the lowest and most despised ghost prostitute in the Nether Prison, and had 99 children aborted one after another. He ordered his ghost generals to drag me to the Hall of Yama. His eyes were cold as he sat high above me, and his terrifying pressure forced everyone to their knees. [A thousand years have passed. You still don't know your mistake?] [If you keep being stubborn and use your power to bully and slander Le Yao, I'll make sure you meet a horrible end.] The pressure aggravated my old wounds, and blood trickled from the corner of my mouth, but I still knelt respectfully before him. [Ni Yu admits her mistake and will never do it again.] At last, I understood my mistake: I had misjudged him and given my heart to the wrong person. So this time, I decided to leave. Without telling anyone, I would cross the River of Forgetfulness and watch over the Sea of Suffering, where even the King of Hell could not go. But later, he cast everything aside. He kept vigil by the River of Forgetfulness for over ten thousand years, just to see me once more.