Transmigrated Home Has a Sweet Consort

Do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?

Legend has it that no matter how many years have passed, jumping into the Well of Reincarnation will lead you to meet each other again.

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Chapter Sixty-Eight

My heart ached terribly, like a million ants were gnawing at it. Something in my mind felt like it was about to burst, so intense it felt like my head was going to explode.

Murong Kui was overjoyed to see all this, because everything was under her control.

"What do you want?" Mo Sheng suddenly felt that this woman was terrifying, deeply scheming.

She looked completely bewildered and said nonchalantly, "Nothing!"

Mo Sheng tried to pull me up, but she pushed me away.

"Only in this way can they get closer!"

Looking at her innocent face, he really wanted to tear her apart.

He took off his robe and covered me with it, and as he left, he whispered in her ear, "You don't deserve this face!"

Because of the cold weather, the bleeding stopped on its own after a while.

Then, the snow started falling unexpectedly, swirling and fluttering down on my face.

Ye Lisheng's blood had been covered by the snow, but his heart still ached, as if he were being slowly tortured.

I murmured Murong Kui's words: "When the red spider lilies bloom, he returns!"

Who is "he"? Why do I feel like I've heard this phrase before?

My head felt spinning, and in my hazy state, a blurry image appeared in my mind.

The red spider lilies covering the mountains and fields added a touch of charm to the dim underworld.

The music was melodious and captivating; the man's slender fingers seemed to possess a magical power.

Her dark hair was tied up with a crown, and she wore a cream-colored stand-up collar robe, exuding an air of nobility from within.

To my surprise, a young girl was dancing on flower petals, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, dressed in a delicate, smoky pink gown. I strained my eyes but still couldn't make out her features; all I could see was her joyful laughter, the clear, ringing sound of bells jingling from her ankles echoing throughout the entire underworld.

The two worked together so well that the wandering spirits along the way stopped to watch.

As the melodious music played, the woman reluctantly sat down cross-legged.

The man carefully wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and as he brushed aside her bangs, a bright red spider lily came into view.

The man stared intently at the spider lily for a few seconds.

Then his lips twitched: "Would you like to come with me to the mortal realm?"

"The mortal realm?"

At this, the woman's eyes sparkled, as if filled with countless little stars.

"I also want to see the landscapes of the mortal world and experience the human touch you described!"

The man looked worried: "What if you go and regret it?"

"How could that be! You love that place so much, I'll love it too!"

The man smiled, affectionately ruffled her fluffy hair, and said gently, "Good girl!"

"But……"

Seeing the dimming light in her eyes, the man became anxious and hurriedly asked, "You don't want to come with me?"

"Sister Youmeng will not agree to me going to the mortal world. She ordered me not to step out of the underworld, for fear that I would be corrupted by the filth of the mortal world!"

Do you believe me?

Seeing the determination in the man's eyes, the woman nodded: "I believe you!"

"From this moment on, hand you over to me. I'll figure something out!"

"Um!"

Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep, but he's currently quite weak due to excessive blood loss.

The snow outside fell and stopped, fell and stopped countless times, yet the plum blossoms remained blooming bright red, and the fire in the stove flickered on and off.

Ye Lisheng was pale and weak, and in her hazy state, images she had never seen before floated through her mind.

On the bustling street, a woman in pink stood out the most.

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity about new things, and she had so many candied hawthorns in her hands that she couldn't hold them all.

"September!"

The name seemed to be possessive; every time she called out Ye Lisheng's name, her heart ached as if it were suffocating.

However, he couldn't make out their faces, only a blurry figure.

Hearing the call, the man smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

She moved closer to him out of curiosity. So close, he could smell her faint, sweet fragrance, and her body tensed, her heart pounding.

"What kind of medicine is this that's so magical that it could deceive Sister Youmeng when she first entered the mortal realm!"

He moved his lips, and made up some excuse to brush it off.

"Kids shouldn't know too much. Let's go have fun!"

She pouted and said, "Fine! Fine!"

It's the Flower Festival, and the streets and alleys are filled with all kinds of flowers, each one blooming incredibly brightly and dazzlingly.

"These flowers are so beautiful!"

I think the red spider lilies you grow are the most beautiful!

"Then you haven't seen the red spider lily!" she said, raising her head haughtily, as if she were incredibly proud.

His deep gaze made it impossible to discern what he was thinking.

When will the red spider lilies bloom?

She took a bite of candied hawthorn, her mouth full of smeared bits of candied hawthorn: "I don't know, I only heard Sister Youmeng mention it!"

"You're a flower spirit, how could you not know!"

Why are you so interested in the red spider lily?

Only after she said that did I realize the changes in myself.

At this moment, a cacophony of noise arose from the crowd.

September's eyes remained fixed on the petite figure squeezing into the crowd, afraid she would lose her if she wasn't careful.

With her petite figure, she effortlessly reached the front of the crowd.

On the calm water, a boatman was searching for something while poling a bamboo raft, and the people on the shore were equally anxious.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, several people leaped out of the water.

Together, they pulled the man and woman from the water to the shore.

Because the two of them had a red ribbon tied to their hands, even if they fell into the water, the ribbon would hold them firmly together.

His face was pale from being soaked in water, and despite trying to save him for a long time, there was still no sign of him surviving.

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