Finally, amidst a glow of Buddha’s light, Xia Chuyi seemed to see the Reincarnation, and she herself and Xia Lan both passed through reincarnation, returning to the past.

This... Xia Chuyi was utterly shocked.

At this moment, the scene changed, and Xia Chuyi heard someone ask Huo Shiqian, "General, now that this responsibility is over, can you marry now?"

"Responsibility, huh? Perhaps it’s not just that..." Huo Shiqian replied, "Meeting her was a comedy of errors, getting to know her through ink and paper..."

Xia Chuyi understood this referred to the time before she was betrayed by her family, when she escaped to the Southern region and corresponded with Huo Shiqian.

"She is a very resilient and unyielding woman, the only one who entered my heart," Huo Shiqian said calmly, "aside from her, I have not been interested in anyone else."

"So, maybe it is partly due to responsibility."

"However, since there’s responsibility, I should see it through."

"She never married in her lifetime, and I remained unmarried." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"If there is a next life, give us more time together, perhaps my feelings for her would be more than just interest..." Huo Shiqian said wistfully, gazing out the window,

At this point in the dream, Xia Chuyi suddenly burst into tears.

So, was Huo Shiqian remaining unmarried for her sake?

At the same time, in the prison, Xia Lan awoke from her dream, her face full of disbelief, clutching her head, she cried, "Impossible, impossible! How could I be the foil, how could I be here to..."

Repay... repay the blood debt!

"No, it’s impossible. I am the Chosen Daughter, how could I be here to repay blood debts? How is that possible!" Finally, clutching her head, Xia Lan suddenly began bleeding from her seven apertures and died.

In a daze, Xia Lan seemed to see the altar of law once again.

Amidst the Buddha’s light, Xia Lan’s soul was sucked into an endless black hole — forever damned to hell.

Meanwhile, Xia Chuyi awakened from her dream and startled Huo Shiqian beside her.

"What’s wrong?" Huo Shiqian asked with furrowed brows, immediately showing concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

At that moment, Xia Chuyi, just awakened from her dream, looked at Mr. Huo’s youthful face from years past, her tears fell again, and she said, "It wasn’t a nightmare..."

Not only wasn’t it a nightmare.

It could be said that it was a good dream.

It turns out, because Huo Shiqian invited a high monk to perform a ritual with the Heavenly Book Jade as a medium, she was able to be reborn back in the past.

And Xia Lan’s rebirth was also orchestrated by Huo Shiqian so that Xia Chuyi could see her enemy’s deserved punishment firsthand.

Overall, it turns out that Huo Shiqian had done so much for her in the past life.

And Xia Chuyi, she had no idea.

In their past life, she thought she and Huo Shiqian were only barely more familiar than strangers.

So, when Huo Shiqian proposed in the past life, was it sincere? It wasn’t merely an intention to take responsibility?

It turns out, they missed a lifetime together!

Xia Chuyi could no longer bear it, she threw herself into Huo Shiqian’s arms, saying, "Husband, thank you..."

Head over heels, Huo Shiqian didn’t know what she was talking about.

But Huo Shiqian didn’t ask her, he merely patted her gently, saying, "Whatever you dreamed of, don’t be afraid, I’m here."

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuyi could not help but cry even more.

Just then, Huo Shiwu in the small bed beside was awakened by his mother’s tears and began crying along with her.

Seeing this, Huo Shiqian hurriedly went to pick up his son.

"Alright, don’t cry," Huo Shiqian comforted his son, saying, "A man must be strong to protect your mother in the future."

Of course, Huo Shiwu couldn’t understand this, but Xia Chuyi, who understood, broke into laughter amid her tears, saying, "Who needs this little brat’s protection?"

But fortunately, she finally stopped crying.

Only then did Huo Shiqian sigh in relief, holding his son and comforting his wife, continuing to "enjoy" this sweet burden of large and small.

The years pass silently, slowly growing old together.