The crazy daily life of the mistress

Chapter 180 Emperor Tiansheng’s Dream

When their bodies were salvaged, their families were grief-stricken. With endless sorrow, they decided to bury them together so that they could accompany each other forever. From then on, their love story spread throughout the streets and alleys, moving the world and breaking the hearts of countless people. This love that lasted until death became a legend that people passed on, inspiring more people to cherish the people in front of them and protect their sincere feelings.

Time flies, and one day, decades later, people were surprised to find that two towering trees had grown next to the graves of the loving couple! They were closely attached to each other, like a pair of close lovers, and seemed to be silently telling the moving and everlasting love legend.

Every noon, when the breeze gently blows through the treetops, the green leaves will make a crisp and pleasant rustling sound, as if whispering to the world their past experiences; or as if whispering softly their own sweet secrets.

However, at the same time, Zhan Shijun's soul was always trapped in the depths of the lake and could not leave. He recalled the past over and over again: those warm and happy family scenes, the good times of mutual support, and the tragic ending that made him heartbroken... Day after day, year after year, he still couldn't figure out why his wife who loved him so much suddenly chose to take her own life?

After spending countless springs, autumns, winters and summers in a daze, one night when Zhan Shijun was drifting aimlessly in the lake as usual, a mysterious figure appeared in front of him - it turned out to be an old man with white hair and a youthful face, who looked like an immortal!

The wise man saw through Zhan Shijun's confusion and said bluntly: "In fact, your wife doesn't really want to die. Maybe she just feels guilty about her husband because of her amnesia and can't face the reality, so she impulsively did something stupid!" After hearing this, Zhan Shijun suddenly realized and muttered to himself as if he had just woken up from a dream: "So that's it... Why didn't I think of it..."

Guilt surged into his heart like a tide, causing him to burst into tears... Seeing this, the wise man shook his head slightly, sighed, and then comforted him: "Don't be too sad now. If you want to save the situation, it is not completely hopeless. You might as well find a resurrection herb, which may help you two regain a new life and continue your relationship..."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Shijun's eyes flashed with hope and he quickly asked for the specific location and method of finding it... After he found out everything, he thanked the wise man and resolutely embarked on this journey full of dangers and unknowns...

Therefore, Zhan Shijun embarked on a long journey full of dangers and unknowns. He was not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, traveling through every corner of the lake and climbing over towering mountains. After countless efforts and persistence, he finally found the resurrection grass that only existed in the legend.

Holding the precious resurrection grass in his hand, Zhan Shijun returned to the cemetery with joy. He carefully placed the resurrection grass in front of the two people's graves, then knelt on his knees and prayed devoutly and silently. At this moment, an amazing miracle happened - a dazzling light suddenly flashed, and then the figures of Zhan Shijun and his wife gradually became clear.

They hugged each other tightly, crying with joy, tears pouring out of their eyes like a flood. They made a vow to each other that from now on, they would never separate. From that moment on, they spent a happy, peaceful and tranquil life together. And the two trees leaning against each other became more luxuriant and prosperous because of this unswerving love, as if they were always silently telling of the unforgettable love between them.

At this moment, a ghost in a black robe and with a stern face slowly walked over. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he looked coldly at Zhan Shijun and his wife. The ghost stretched out his strong and powerful hands, and grabbed the two people tightly like iron pliers, and forcibly separated them.

"You two ignorant fellows, actually dared to violate the rules of the underworld and wantonly use the resurrection grass!" The ghost's voice was cold and ruthless, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell. "Now, I have been ordered to come and arrest you. Men, of course, have to taste the taste of the knife mountain; as for women, they have to go through the oil pan!"

Zhan Shijun and his wife held each other's hands tightly, their eyes full of love and reluctance. Despite facing such a desperate situation, they were still unwilling to let go of each other's hands easily. They begged the ghost messenger desperately, saying that their love was extremely sincere and they longed to be forgiven.

However, the ghost was indifferent to their pleas for mercy, as if he had long since lost interest in all kinds of worldly emotions. His face was as gloomy as water, and he had only one thought in his mind - to strictly enforce the laws of the underworld.

Zhan Shijun saw that his plea was fruitless, and he could not help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He stood up suddenly, straightened his chest, and looked at the ghost without fear. "Our love is as solid as a rock, no one can break it up! Even if we have to go to hell to be punished, we will go through it together!" His roar was deafening and echoed throughout the space.

Just at this moment, the voice of the mysterious old man was heard again: "True love is fearless and moves forward courageously." These words flowed into the hearts of Zhan Shijun and his wife like a clear spring, gradually calming their originally panic-stricken mood.

Zhan Shijun and his wife looked at each other, and a smile appeared on their lips at the same time. They understood that since they had chosen each other, they had to move forward bravely, no matter what difficulties and obstacles were waiting ahead. So, they held each other's hands tightly and walked towards the underworld without hesitation, determined to face all challenges in the future together.

As soon as they stepped into the underworld, the eerie and terrifying atmosphere hit them in the face, making them shudder. The ghost messengers appeared quickly like ghosts and mercilessly separated them. Zhan Shijun watched his beloved wife being pushed into the boiling oil pan, and the miserable screams seemed to pierce his eardrums.

Anger erupted in Zhan Shijun's heart like a volcano. He could not stand such torture and injustice. In an instant, his body underwent an amazing change. The ordinary ghost turned into an extremely ferocious ghost! He exuded strong resentment and power, his eyes flashed scarlet light, and he launched a crazy attack on the underworld with his fangs and claws.

However, the underworld has strict order and powerful guardians. The ghost king led a group of ghosts to appear and started a thrilling battle with Zhan Shijun. The two sides fought for a long time, but in the end they were outnumbered and Zhan Shijun was finally subdued and executed by the ghost king.

"Ah!" Zhan Shijun suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead. It turned out that everything he had just experienced was just a nightmare. But this dream was so real that he felt scared.

He couldn't help but ponder: Why did he keep having these strange dreams today? Could it be that there was some special meaning or implication in them? This question lingered in Zhan Shijun's mind, confusing him.

In the heavily guarded and magnificent inner courtyard of the imperial palace, the night was deep and everything was silent. After a busy day, Emperor Tiansheng was finally able to relax from his exhausted body and fall into a sweet dream.

The next morning, at dawn, the emperor slowly woke up and saw a crowd of people in black kneeling in front of his bed. It turned out that these people were his trusted subordinates who were sent by him to investigate Li Zhuosheng's affairs.

One of the men in black stepped forward and reported: "Your Majesty, after many investigations by your subordinates, it is now confirmed without a doubt - Li Zhuosheng is indeed of royal blood! However... according to the current information, it seems that no one knows his true background."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Tiansheng was shocked, and then he was filled with an indescribable excitement. He immediately issued an order, ordering the group of black-clad men to protect Li Zhuosheng in secret and not to allow any evildoers to take advantage of the opportunity to hurt him. At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind to go and see this long-lost brother in person.

A few days later, Emperor Tiansheng quietly left the palace in disguise and arrived at the place where Li Zhuosheng lived. When he saw the face that was somewhat similar to his own, the emperor was overwhelmed with emotions. Li Zhuosheng burst into tears after learning his true identity.