"Where are you going?"
"None of your business, wait for me for ten minutes."
Gu Lili walked straight towards the man with his back to her, following the figure into a pavilion.
She looked at the person mere inches away and asked, "How can you appear here in this form at this time?"
"Just passing by, didn’t expect to see you here too."
"I haven’t seen your true face yet, can you turn around and let me take a look?"
Su Changzhi refused, "You will naturally see it in the future, but not right now."
"I need to make a trip to the underworld to see the victims of a fire, hopefully, I can still make it. I won’t talk more, I’m heading back first."
"Wait." Su Changzhi called out to her, "You’re going to the underworld?"
"Yes, what’s the matter?"
"You..." Su Changzhi paused, then continued, "The underworld is quite strict now. If you’re not a Dead Soul, you’re not allowed to go. If you’re caught, you’ll be punished."
"I won’t charge headlong into trouble, just going to see if I can meet the victims of this fire."
"When are you going?"
"Once I get back to Qin Garden, I’ll start heading there."
Su Changzhi didn’t say much else, "Hmm, be careful."
Gu Lili responded and then left, Su Changzhi noticed her walking away and turned around.
A rare, stunning visage, with brows and eyes like paintings.
He held one hand behind him and quickly disappeared from sight.
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After returning to Qin Garden with Long Yubei, Gu Lili immediately performed a ritual to project her soul and went to the underworld.
She found a Ghost Messenger, Xiao Xin, with whom she had a good relationship to inquire about the situation.
She gave Xiao Xin some extra gold ingots, and he led her to the detention area where the awaiting-trial Dead Souls gathered.
Unexpectedly, they ran into the Netherworld King’s ninth son.
Before she could even get a look at Ninth Prince’s face, she heard Xiao Xin’s urging.
"It’s the Ninth Prince, hurry, kneel down."
She quickly knelt down with him, with her head buried in the ground.
A pair of white shoes appeared before her eyes, adorned with exquisite embroidery.
Gu Lili noticed that he wasn’t walking away and kept drumming in her heart, nervously thinking, could it be that she’s been discovered as not being a Dead Soul?
Otherwise, why would he stand still right in front of her?
After about two minutes, the owner of the shoes moved and walked away.
Only then did she raise her head, and by coincidence, locked eyes with Ninth Prince who had just taken a few steps before turning back to look at her.
It seemed as if her action had been anticipated.
Gu Lili’s heart seized, she gasped for breath, this Ninth Prince, how could he be more beautiful than a woman...
His eyes were dark as ink, bright and dazzling.
Not daring to look more, she quickly lowered her head again.
Once she stood up, Gu Lili hurriedly whispered to Xiao Xin, "Is that the Ninth Prince who had the grand wedding before?"
"Yes, you were really bold just now, daring to meet the prince’s gaze. You’re lucky he didn’t hold you accountable."
"Xiao Xin." Suddenly, another female Ghost Messenger arrived at their side in a hurry.
"Xiao Yu, what’s wrong?"
"The Ninth Prince wants you to bring her over."
Xiao Xin and Gu Lili exchanged glances and both became flustered.
But they had no choice, and had to follow Xiao Yu with resignation.
When they arrived at the Ninth Prince’s door, Xiao Xin whispered to Gu Lili, "I will plead for you."
"I have to look out for myself, I hope I won’t involve you."
The residence of the Son of the Netherworld King was splendid and luxurious. Upon entering, Gu Lili noticed the bamboo planted in the courtyard.
Looking around, it was a sea of bamboo.