Qingqiong closed her foggy eyes and looked at the snow-white figure with mist and melancholy. She felt that the woman in front of her had become false and no longer real. After guarding her for so many years, she could not find her heart as free as a bird.
Through the misty clouds, Qingqiong walked towards her and told her in a low voice: "You will meet him in three lives. In the first life, he will be a quiet tree, and you can accompany him on your knees to avoid the scorching sun. In the second life, he will be a deep well, and you can drink from it. Sweetness cannot meet him. In the third life, he is a swimming fish, and you can eat his flesh and bones and taste his bitterness. Every time he goes through a life, your soul will return to Taihua, and your memory of the previous tribulation will be erased. This is the punishment from the top of Taihua."
She listened to him silently, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm not afraid of anything. I just want to cultivate myself and be in love with him for the rest of my life. Even if I really can't fall in love with him, I'm still willing."