Three hundred years later, he pinched my waist with red eyes: "Shen Zhiqiu, you owe me your life."
I am Shen Zhiqiu. When I was alive, I was the legitimate daughter of the Zhenguo General's Mansion. I was sent to Wangchuan by a bowl of poison. In three hundred years, I went from being a drowned resentful ghost to being the shopkeeper of the Huangquan Inn, with a vicious mouth, a tough life, and no faith in people.
Until that night, Xiao Wuwang, the ghost king of the underworld, stepped across the threshold of the inn. The eyes under the black iron mask were as heavy as a dry well, and the moonlight from three hundred years ago was sinking at the bottom of the well.
He said I blocked the arrow for him. I said I didn't remember it at all.
He said that I owed him a life and asked me to follow him back to Netherworld Palace to repay the debt.
I thought it was asking for the soul, but I didn't expect it was asking for the heart.
My name was crossed out with a red pen on the reincarnation book, Bai Yueguang's concubine fell from the sky, and the truth about my past life was shattered into lenses - it turned out that the bowl of poison was not the end, but the arrow.
He lost his soul for me, and I swallowed all the rivers of forgetfulness for him.
\"Xiao Wuwang, are you leaving me again?\"
\"No. This time we will live and die together and never enter reincarnation - because there is no need, we have never been separated.\"
[Strong Woman × Belly Black Ghost King | Chasing Wife Crematorium × 3 | Past and Present Life | High Sugar and Light Abuse | HE]
Intention: Love is not about saving, it is about accompanying you to climb up from the River of Forgetfulness and then jump down together.
