"I’m not the one in charge here." Gu Lili scrutinized her, "Who are you, afraid to speak your own name? Afraid I’ll report to Ninth Prince?"
"I am Ji Ling, his ex-wife, and I’m not afraid if you report to him." Ji Ling looked at her with displeasure, "You, a mere human girl, should not harbor the delusion of being together with Ninth Prince, because he is not meant for you."
"If he is not meant for me, does he belong to you then?" Gu Lili confronted her fearlessly, "Being an ex-wife, what right do you have to warn me here?"
"How ridiculous." Ji Ling looked at her as if she was looking at someone insignificant, "Do you know how easy it is for me to kill you? It’s almost like squashing an ant."
"Then why not kill me instead of warning me?"
"Because you are just a substitute."
Gu Lili didn’t understand, "What do you mean?"
"Seeing your foolishness, let me tell you, Ninth Prince could never fall in love with you. He has loved a woman named Lin Yueer for many years, and you are her substitute. Why don’t I kill you? There have been several examples before. He thought those women were the reincarnations of Lin Yueer, treated them exceptionally well, but soon enough he got annoyed, realizing they weren’t Lin Yueer, because if it were truly Lin Yueer, he would never grow tired of her."
"What nonsense you’re speaking." Gu Lili had no interest in hearing this since she currently had no control over her own situation, lacking the ability to sever ties with Ninth Prince if she wished.
"Seeing your lack of interest, let me tell you another thing, do you know what happened to those previous examples of women?" Ji Ling told her, "They all died, without exception. How soon will your day come? Truly something to look forward to."
"Ninth Prince promised me that even if he grew tired of me, he would let me live."
"Of course, before he tires of you, if you wanted the moon, he would probably pluck it from the sky for you. Take care of yourself and hope that we don’t meet again."
Ji Ling’s figure disappeared.
Gu Lili looked at the talisman paper on the window, realizing that these talisman papers were utterly useless against someone with high cultivation like Ji Ling.
She suddenly couldn’t sleep.
Could it really be as Ji Ling said?
Would Ninth Prince really execute her if he could no longer stand her?
Her conviction began to waver.
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When Gu Lili went to the underworld, Ninth Prince was reading.
He sat there, clad in a jade robe, his long hair like a waterfall cascading down his back, exuding a sense of distance that deterred approach.
Knowing he would not speak, Gu Lili stepped forward and then asked, "I have a question for you."
Seeing his gaze, she knew she could speak.
"Will you really not kill me in the future?" She didn’t conceal it from him, "Your ex-wife approached me, she mentioned that you’ve found women like me before, but they all died. I’m worried. After you tire of me, will you really kill me as she said? Will you break the promises you made now?"
Ninth Prince picked up a brush and wrote her a few words: [Your life is mine, discussing this is unnecessary, for I will never tire of you, never. If you are still worried, then I can tell you, the promises I’ve made to you are true, I will not break my word.]
After reading the note, a complex feeling surged within her, "With this, I am relieved."