I Accidentally Entered the Underworld and the King of Hell Dotes on Me

After staying up late to finish a manuscript, Fei Ling’er nodded off. When she opened her eyes, she had somehow fallen onto the Bridge of Helplessness in the Underworld and landed right in the arms of Jiang Ziwen, the decisive King of Hell! With her lifespan not yet over, she tried to make a quick escape, but the ruler of the Underworld pressed her into his palace and spoiled her rotten.

He gave her a ten-thousand-year-old black dragon brush and a warm jade charm for protection. When a fairy from the Jade Pool came looking for trouble, he sent her flying with one slap. When the heavenly soldiers and generals tried to intimidate him, he declared, “Lay a finger on her and I’ll tear down Heaven!”

Who could have guessed that the King of Hell, feared throughout the Three Realms, would replace every flower along the River of Forgetfulness with her favorite cherries, carve her name all over the Stone of Three Lives, and even go to the mortal realm himself to pick oranges when she had morning sickness, all for a mortal writer?

“Jiang Ziwen, everyone says I’m a calamity.”

He drew her into his arms and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes. “So what if you are? My calamity is to be cherished by all three realms.”

Later, Wu Xia touched her slightly rounded belly and finally learned the truth: ten thousand years ago, she had already become the obsession he carried in his soul.