"No living soul can move freely between the mortal realm and the underworld."

September's eyes trembled slightly: "Then why don't you expose me?"

"Sister Youmeng is so smart, how could she not guess? At first, we just wanted to see what you were planning to do."

She laughed, her pale face beaming with a smile as radiant as a brilliant galaxy!

"Later, I realized I couldn't live without you!"

"Sometimes I wonder how I, who have lived for a hundred years, could still be so attached to someone!"

As he spoke, a torrent of emotions surged through his mind, causing a sharp pain in his head, and he drifted into a daze and fell into unconsciousness.

"To be reborn!"

"Rebirth."

September's anxious voice rang in his ears, and Wang Sheng tried to open his eyes, but to no avail!

Bai Zhi stood outside the door, burning with jealousy. Seeing his anxious expression, she felt a pang of resentment.

She remembered that he had never been so panicked and worried when she had her own illness.

While sleeping, Ye Lisheng suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't breathe.

He opened his eyes, feeling suffocated, and large beads of sweat kept streaming down his face.

A voice, seemingly fierce yet gentle, reached my ears.

"You're awake?"

A figure in light blue was fiddling with something, her dark hair swaying slightly as she moved.

He didn't know if it was Murong Kui or okra!

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, the woman stood in front of the bed with her hands on her hips, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Giving birth at night, aren't you getting up?"

Hearing the woman call him that, Ye Lisheng felt as if several birds were chirping in his heart; only she dared to call him that.

He didn't care about anything else and pulled her into his arms: "Thank goodness, you're back safe and sound!"

His tone carried a hint of lingering fear!

The woman's eyes held a triumphant smile, and from that moment on, there was no more okra, only hibiscus!