Venerated Venomous Consort

“Keep in mind that the heavenly laws are no child’s play; the punishment has to be imposed on someone. If you give your consent, I could punish you instead, but it would surely be different…”

Di Fuyi remarked lightly, “I am aware of that. No matter the punishment, I am willing to accept it.”

The Firmament Stone glowed in vehemence. It had never thought that The Lord would go so far to protect Gu Xijiu. Sigh, if only its master were here to see it.

A rush of thoughts came upon it. “My Lord, you could actually request for my master to be reborn on this earth at a time which allows for both of you to meet once more…”

Di Fuyi paused for a while and replied faintly, “Let her be reborn only to see me in my sorry state again?”

Firmament Stone was initially puzzled but responded, “So that you will not have any regrets.”

Di Fuyi hugged Gu Xijiu and walked away. “If it’s possible, I hope that she will not remember me in her next life and forget me completely so that she may live freely in peace.”

Firmament Stone was speechless.

After faltering for a second, the Firmament Stone caught up to him and braced itself as it said, “If she forgets about you completely, she could fall in love with someone else in the distant future. Could you live with that?”

Di Fuyi’s stopped for a second. Just when the Firmament Stone thought that he would respond no further, it heard a faint and raspy voice from a distance. “That would be great.”

“But if she is reborn with the memory of her past life and still remembers you or even knows the truth without any chance of making things right again, wouldn’t she have to live with more regret?”

Di Fuyi froze in his tracks. Wouldn’t she have to live with more regret? He was sure that she would!

She loved him with her life and would sacrifice anything for him. If things would happen as the Firmament Stone had said, she would only carry her regret to the grave and let it forever be a sting in her heart. As for her memories, he would never have a way to erase it for her.

Gu Xijiu sat on a pile of snow and gazed at the sky. Why hasn’t she died yet? Why is she still alive? She had thought that she would die without a doubt and never expected to be reborn again.

Maybe she was not even reborn; she had left her human body on this frozen land. The last image that flashed in her head before she lost consciousness was being in a state of distraught in Di Fuyi’s embrace while her soul was escaping from her body.

She sat there, contemplatively, recalling faintly that before her body was formed here, she was imprisoned inside some cloud.

When she was imprisoned, she initially lacked the will to move or even think. A voice seemed to patter on incessantly near her ear, reminding her that she had broken some heavenly law and deserved to be punished or something. The babble drove her to exasperation; she wanted to shut that voice up and slap that person across the face.

Then… then she was released from the place she was imprisoned in! And then she saw a rainbow of colors radiating from herself. After alighting, her body became full in its substance.

She looked at her hand. It was smooth as silk and white as snow, with each of her fingers gracefully lithe. She looked at herself in a mirror and was astonished. The person in the reflection resembled the Gu Xijiu from before, but much more beautiful!

It was as though some beauty had taken her photo in modern times and embellished it with all kinds of special effects.

Her eyes shone brighter, her eyebrows more elegant, her lips as red as cherries, the contours of her lineament more beautiful. Her body seemed to be enshrouded with a layer of mist, thereby emanating a strong fairy aura.

She was wearing a green skirt that gave her an air of elegance.