Chapter 38: Extra Chapter (Enter with Caution)

Later, when Jiang Qionglin entered the underworld and knelt in the ghostly hall before the ten kings of hell, the Ghost King asked him: “Do you have any unfinished wishes?”

“I do not.”

Jiang Qionglin shook his head, frankly stating that he did not wish to enter the cycle of reincarnation but preferred to stay in the ghost prison, waiting indefinitely.

After some discussion among the judges of the various hells, they ultimately reached no conclusion and sent him to a prison located in a bitterly cold wasteland, where he waited day after day.

There was no alternation of day and night here, only an endless world of ice and snow. He did not know how long he had been here, nor what year it was in the mortal realm, until a green-clad woman suddenly appeared in the vast expanse of white snow.

She moved like the wind, graceful and enchanting, but he could not see her face clearly no matter what.

She asked him: “You have entered my Flower Deity Collection. I can fulfill one wish for you, whether from your past life, present life, or future life. I can send you there.”

Jiang Qionglin was overjoyed, his eyes regaining their brightness, and he immediately said: “I only wish to become a wick in the palace lantern before her throne, accompanying her day and night, burning endlessly.”

“Just companionship?” The woman was surprised.

“Yes,” Jiang Qionglin nodded. “Being able to quietly accompany her is enough for me.”

The woman smiled faintly: “What if I let you see her, touch her, and guard her day and night?”

“Really?” Jiang Qionglin frowned, showing disbelief.

“But this requires a small price.” The woman added.

“I am willing! I will trade my three lifetimes of fortune and karma to be with her for one lifetime of peace.”

The woman thought for a moment and then slowly nodded: “Alright, I will fulfill your wish.”

...

In the mortal realm, at the Jian Su Medical Clinic in Taiping Prefecture.

After finishing writing the Flower Deity Record overnight, Di Jiang wrote a letter by hand and burned it. As the letter turned to ashes, it was delivered into the hands of Lord Yan, the young king of the underworld.

At this time, Lord Yan was in a meeting with the ten kings of hell. He listened to the incessant arguing of these ten subordinates with a bored expression.

After reading Di Jiang’s letter, he tapped the table and threw the letter to King Tai Sen, saying: “Do as it says.”

...

Three months later, in Tongji Lane of Taiping Prefecture in the mortal realm, an old woman, due to poverty, planned to send her ninth grandson to the palace eunuch quarters for castration. He would have died after the procedure, but Jiang Qionglin swapped lives with him, allowing him to survive.

Three months later, one day, he would take a beating in the imperial garden on behalf of the head eunuch, who would then take him under his wing daily for training. Three years later, when the head eunuch grew old and died naturally, he became the most favored eunuch by Chen Zhao, staying by her side until her death.

He remembered her.

She did not recognize him.

But what did it matter?

Companionship is the longest confession of love; this was already the best outcome.

Unable to bear Wen Yao’s daily sorrowful expressions in the pharmacy because of Jiang Qionglin, even sometimes shedding tears, Di Jiang couldn’t help but tell Wen Yao about Jiang Qionglin’s situation.

“You can alter the Book of Life and Death?” Wen Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Di Jiang shook her head: “I just asked a few friends on the path. They said Jiang Qionglin voluntarily traded his three prosperous lifetimes with this little eunuch’s life. It doesn’t harm King Yama or the little eunuch, so they granted him this favor.”

“But being able to reach the position of Chief Eunuch means this little eunuch’s fate is not insignificant either...” Wen Yao pondered, and when she looked up again, her eyes no longer held as much sorrow.

Regardless, she liked this ending. Though it wasn’t exactly a comedy, at least, he was still alive.

“Yes...” Di Jiang also smiled and nodded. Entering her Flower Deity Collection wasn’t just about getting a title.

She could rewrite their fates.