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Song Pearl was just about to speak when suddenly a blinding white light surrounded her, as if a giant pearl shell had tightly enveloped her body.
She couldn't move, and in front of her appeared the enlarged face of Song Zhenbao, but she knew that Song Zhenbao couldn't see her.
"I had no choice; who told you to haunt me endlessly!" Her beautiful face was somewhat twisted.
Am I trapped?
Song Pearl anxiously flailed around; everything around her was glaringly bright, like the waters of Nanhu, yet it made her feel suffocated.
She didn't know how long it had been, long enough for her to think she had turned into the Pearl Fish of Nanhu, when she finally opened her eyes and saw an old woman with skeletal eyes and a gaunt figure—Aunt Liu.
Has my soul been called again? Isn't Aunt Liu already dead?
The sweet voice of Song Zhenbao came through, "Master, this is the seal you gave me; from now on, she won't haunt me anymore, right?"
The old woman nodded, her expression blank.
Song Pearl felt her gaze penetrating through, as if she could see her. She instinctively shrank her neck; perhaps because she was a demon, she felt a deep-seated fear towards Aunt Liu.
"Should I burn it?" Song Zhenbao asked.
"Just leave it here," the old woman replied, her dry lips devoid of teeth.
Song Zhenbao placed a thick envelope on the table and stood up gracefully before walking out.
As she passed by the entrance, she paused in front of a willow tree. Song Pearl suddenly realized that this environment felt familiar; it was the Land Temple on the back mountain of Song Family Village.
Hadn't she been dropped off? Why was she still following Song Zhenbao?
The scene shifted, and Song Zhenbao found himself in another place.
In a bustling space, at a quiet spot, a man sat across from Song Zhenbao.
"I have obtained my uncle's shares and assets. I can stand on the same level as you now, no longer a burden. We can finally be together," Song Zhenbao gently lifted the goblet in front of him, elegantly raised it, and took a sip of the bright red liquid, a genuine sweet smile on his face.
"Are you really still the same Treasure as before?"
The dim light revealed the handsome face of a man, someone Song Pearl was not unfamiliar with; he was the groom. He spoke, his voice deep and warm.
In the man's warm and humble demeanor, Song Pearl felt no warmth. Treasure still smiled sweetly and said affectionately, "Of course, I will always be your Treasure."
The man remained silent, pulling out a voice recorder from his pocket. A few sentences played back; it was the conversation between the two sisters before the wedding. Song Zhenbao's pupils suddenly dilated, unable to hide his shock.
"You were spying on me?"
"This is a gift for my fiancée. She's quite foolish and seems unable to use it properly, but it just happened to record your conversation. Did you really do that?"
"That was just a few words! I didn't do anything!" Song Zhenbao began to cry, her fragile appearance making even the observing Song Pearl feel some pity. She raised her tear-filled eyes pleadingly at the man, "I love you; how could you doubt me?"
No one can resist the tears of a beautiful woman. The man stopped asking questions, and the atmosphere between them gradually became harmonious.
Song Pearl felt a suffocating sensation again and cursed, "Damn couple."
Soon, another festive scene unfolded around her, with flowers and colorful floats, a beautiful bride in a wedding dress, and a handsome groom in a sharp suit. Countless people admired their perfect match. The "damn couple" in Song Pearl's eyes were getting married.
Was she really going to follow Song Zhenbao for the rest of her life like this?
Song Pearl slammed her head against the bright white surroundings, and the suffocating feeling disappeared. The blinding white turned into vibrant red, with a lot of red liquid rushing toward her.
Sticky and bloody, she quickly jumped up, her head now clear and open to the sky; she was finally free!
She looked down at the place where she had just been, seeing white veils, flowers, and blood—a horrific scene. The couple she had labeled as the "damn couple" had been in a car accident and were dead! Their bodies were scattered everywhere, with no remains left!
What a disgusting feeling! She hated such tragic scenes. She couldn't take it anymore; she was about to faint. Just as she was on the verge of losing consciousness, an object suddenly wrapped around her arm and coiled around her body, producing a deafening sound: "You want to escape before marrying my master? Get back here..."
Song Pearl felt completely bound and tight all over, lacking even the strength to faint. She furrowed her brows and opened her eyes to see a creature with a snake-like tongue face-to-face with her.
"Let me go! Snakes can strangle people; you demon!" Song Pearl shouted.
"If I don't hold you tight, you might already be dead!" The demon slowly shrank its body into a ring that wrapped around Song Pearl's thumb.
"I’m already married! If you don’t cling to me, maybe I would have returned to the depths of the water by now!" Song Pearl opened her palm to look at Amber, lying in her hand—ordinary, with a dead fish on it, nothing special at all.
"Did you see the Master?" Yaozhi's dark eyes sparkled.
"I don't know if it was him, but I married him," Song Pearl fell into deep thought. "Then I died and was locked away... Was that just a dream?"
Having lived this long, Song Pearl had some common sense. She looked at the Amber in her hand. "This is a magic pearl. Holding it, I entered an illusion and had a very long dream!"
"Was I in the dream?" the demon asked lazily.
Song Pearl glanced at the demon. "No."
"Then it wasn't a dream; the Amber recorded the Master's past life experiences."
"Past life?"
"Yes, in your past life, you were supposed to marry the Master, but something went wrong, and someone who shouldn't have appeared showed up, exceeding our control. That's why I'm here to help you in advance!"
"That person seems to have met a terrible end; he..." Song Pearl hadn't finished when the demon bit her finger. Song Pearl cried out in pain as blood oozed from her fingertip.
"Why did you bite me?"
"If you can't unite with the Master, he will turn to ashes and vanish. I know that without you telling me. This life is the last chance; you must help him!" The demon was no longer arrogant; it was sincere and even somewhat pleading.
"Why must I be the one to save your Master?" Song Pearl's curiosity was piqued. Unknowingly, she had traversed two lives, and it felt quite novel.
"He is the Emperor."
"Emperor!" Song Pearl exclaimed exaggeratedly, "I am so lucky!"
"You are the Earth Demon."
"I know, but the Earth Demon isn't very famous, haha!" Song Pearl's eyes sparkled as she smiled, "I don't like listening to stories; I am a fish..."
"Don't laugh!" The demon's anger had no deterrent effect, and Song Pearl consciously stopped laughing.
The demon continued, "Because you are very kind, I will tell you the truth."
"When a person has no good qualities at all, they are praised for being kind," Song Pearl replied leisurely.
"Unfortunately, you didn't even have that quality before; you were a thoroughly wicked villain!" The demon's words were harsh, and it felt like something had struck Song Pearl's head, freezing the expression on her face.
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