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"Dear, before I answer your question, I want to ask you something first. Are you seeking confirmation from me, or are you here to question me?" Su Anrong's face revealed no joy or sorrow, and for the first time, I realized he could hide his emotions so deeply that I couldn't discern the meaning behind his question.
But I followed my heart's truest answer. "Of course, I'm here for confirmation. No matter what you say, I believe you."
Su Anrong pulled me close, kissing me firmly on the lips—a kiss filled with deep love and gratitude.
"My dear, things are not as simple as you think. Lin Xiuyu's treachery is a fact; no one is wronging him."
If no one is wronging him, then everything he told me must be false—he was deliberately trying to win my sympathy.
"Then why does he harbor such deep hatred that he remains in this world?"
"This relates to your previous question. Lin Xiuyu probably spun quite a few lies to deceive you about your past life. He can tell you that your death in your previous life is connected to me, but he never explains why. Do you know why?"
"If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you," I shot him a glance.
Su Anrong's hand pressed against my skin, holding me tightly in his embrace as he spoke slowly. "Because no matter what lie he concocts, it's hard for him to make it believable. Your past life is different from others; it's not something he can just fabricate a story about and expect you to believe."
Could it be that everything Lin Xiuyu said was a lie? At least I thought there might have been a promise of marriage between us in my past life.
If all of that were false, then that would be wonderful.
"He said my past life was named You Pingting and that I was his fiancée. After he died, I married someone else within a week. Is that also false?" Logically, such questions shouldn't be directed at Su Anrong because if he were also hiding the truth from me, I'd have no way of knowing. Yet I felt an unconditional trust in him; even if Lin Xiuyu spoke a hundred words, they couldn't compare to Su Anrong's one.
I needed to hear the answer from him.
"Of course it's false. I've said before, whether in your past life, this life, or any future life—you are mine. You have only been married once and only to me." He gazed at me with deep affection, his eyes reflecting only my image as if he wanted to see me embedded in his very existence.
Perhaps I had already become part of his life.
"My dear, what I'm about to say requires you to prepare yourself mentally. I've hesitated to tell you the truth because I feared it would hurt you. But now it seems that if I don't tell you, who knows what other lies Lin Xiuyu will weave to manipulate you? So I must ask you to bear with it for a moment." He kissed my forehead gently; the cool touch carried a warmth of love.
I nodded, "Go ahead, whatever you say, I will accept it."
"Actually, in your past life, you were not human at all. This life as a human is your first experience. You have been following me for over a thousand years, almost a millennium, until Lin Xiuyu died. Only then did you leave me to be reincarnated. That was your only departure from me, but I quickly found you again, didn't I?"
"Why did I leave you when Lin Xiuyu died?"
"Because, my dear, in your past life, you were a cup in my hands. Back then, it was called a goblet, just like the one you saw in the hospital last time." Su Anrong said this and quietly watched me, as if afraid I might react impulsively.
So that gaze he had when he looked at the Jade Goblet in the hospital was actually directed at me.
I stood there for a long time, unable to regain my senses. What kind of joke was this? In my past life, I was a cup? Could a cup even be reincarnated? Although I didn’t understand the rules of the Underworld, I knew this much: while animals could be reborn, cups definitely could not.
Su Anrong seemed to see through my confusion and gently said, "You must think I'm talking nonsense because my answer sounds even less credible than Lin Xiuyu's, right?"
"Su Anrong, you know my doubts. Please tell me why a cup can also be reincarnated."
"This relates to Lin Xiuyu. This is the only time I've mixed personal matters with official business. Let’s talk about how you appeared when you were in my hands. You saw it last time; you were a breathtakingly beautiful Jade Goblet. In fact, that Jade Goblet was not used for drinking; I used it to hold various spiritual medicines and infused it with Spirit Energy over the years. All the spiritual medicines I collected from the Three Realms were poured into your body. Over time, although you were just a goblet, you gradually began to develop Spirit Energy. You started to understand my words and could communicate with me."
He paused for a moment before I incredulously continued, "And then you fell in love with a goblet?"
Su Anrong nodded but then shook his head. "My dear, that was you; it wasn't just an ordinary goblet. The goblet was merely your physical form. You had thoughts and Spirit Energy; you were more beautiful than any woman in the Three Realms. My love for you has nothing to do with what form you took; I simply love you."
My mind felt chaotic; it was like listening to a fantastical tale. Accepting that I had been a goblet in my past life was one thing, but that Su Anrong had unconditionally fallen in love with that goblet was utterly absurd.
"If I was just a goblet, how am I human now?" As I asked this question, it seemed I already had an answer forming in my mind. I feared what that answer might mean—if it were true, then I had done something even more unforgivable to Lin Xiuyu.
"You are correct; no matter how much Spirit Energy a goblet has, it cannot be reincarnated. So I mixed personal matters with official business and made a deal with the King of Hell. He helped me find someone who had committed heinous acts in life and erased his name from the Book of Life and Death so that you could be reborn."
"So that's why you've been visiting him every month for a thousand years—to let me be reincarnated is your debt to her." It turned out that it wasn't Lin Xiuyu who couldn't be reborn; rather his name had been crossed out by the King of Hell because of me—I had taken his rightful place.
No wonder his mother wanted to kill me; no wonder I always felt his love eluding me. If what he said was true—that I had been his fiancée in my past life—I should have felt some of his genuine feelings for me.
He had gone to great lengths to get close to me, but perhaps it was simply out of unwillingness to accept defeat, which made him want to harm me. No, he definitely didn't want to hurt me; otherwise, he wouldn't have saved me during the earthquake.
My mind raced as Su Anrong preemptively explained my confusion. "He hates you, but he hates me even more. That's why he wants to get close to you, to make you follow him. That way, he has leverage against me. But my wife surprises me; no matter how the winds blow, I remain steadfast and completely unmoved by his words. I was always worried about him getting too close to you, so when you showed me his photo, I was very concerned. You are my Achilles' heel; if he really used you, I wouldn't know what to do."
"Mommy, wake up and eat! It's already ten o'clock!"
"Son, if you're my real son, then shut up and wait outside," Su Anrong replied irritably.
Rice, however, was not having any of it and retorted, "Daddy, you don't need breakfast, but I can't let Mommy starve! This morning I made fish head tofu soup; Grandma said it was delicious! Plus, Mommy needs to eat well because she's going to give me a little sister!"
Su Anrong's face darkened as he hugged me tightly and kissed me fiercely. "Wife, it seems I won't be able to let you go until Our Son is satisfied."
I laughed and said, "Then let me go! I'm not feeling well either; I really need to eat well."
Su Anrong pouted with a look of grievance. "But I'm still hungry!"
I lightly kicked him and began getting dressed. "Get lost! If you're still hungry after all this, then I'll be turned into a skeleton at this rate. By the way, Garlic Paste, Rice can't possibly be the result of my fantasies about you, can he?"
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