In my previous life, my name was Lin Yaoyao, and I was the murderer behind a family massacre in 1975.
My husband’s entire family drove me to the brink. In the end, I used a packet of rat poison to send them all to the afterlife.
Then I got shot too, bringing my twenty years of a life lower than dirt to an end.
Because my crimes were so grave, my soul could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. I could only start at the bottom as a little ghost in the underworld.
I washed in the blood pool and endured torture. In the end, thanks to my knack for brewing soup, I became the new Meng Po, serving in the role for nearly a thousand years.
And… by accident, I got entangled with my direct superior, the exalted Lord Yama, and spent night after night in his arms.
Until he erased all my memories of him and personally sent me back to 1975, to my wedding night with my scumbag husband.
This time, I have returned from hell.
I will no longer be a timid lamb. I will be the judge who claims lives.
I will become a master of traditional Chinese medicine and build a nationwide chain of milk tea shops.
I stir up trouble in the human world and take my revenge with wild abandon, yet I always feel as though something is missing from my heart.
Only later do I learn the truth.
Every time I survived against all odds, a god deep in the underworld had silently borne Heaven’s punishment for me and cleared every obstacle in my path.
Every time I laughed and chatted with someone else, jealous divine power seethed in the Palace of Yama, nearly shaking the Eighteen Levels of Hell apart.
He waited for me for a thousand years, then watched over me in silence for the rest of my life.
All so that, the moment I peacefully closed my eyes, he could reach out to me at the end of the River of Forgetfulness.
He said, “Welcome home, my dear Lady Meng Po.”
