The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

"You will definitely wait for him." Mu Na patted Yang Zizi's shoulder and looked at her with an expression of "good luck to you".

"Thank you!"

A hundred years may not be very long for humans, but for her, it is like a year. However, when she thought that she could see Lun Shengshi again in a hundred years, revive him, and take him to see their children, she couldn't help but feel excited. Waiting for a hundred years was worth it.

During these hundred years, with Mu Na by her side, it was not so boring. She often told herself about the time she lived in the human world and how unforgettable the time she spent with her human lover was. In the end, her lover died tragically at the hands of her biological father. When she returned to hell, she had forgotten all her memories in the human world.

"Did you see him in hell?" Yang Zizi asked.

"No, I had no memory at that time, so I didn't wait deliberately. That's why I missed the most regrettable thing in my life." Mu Na lowered her eyes, as if recalling their past.

"He should have been reincarnated now, so why don't you go find him?" Yang Zizi asked.

"I don't want him to leave this world early because of me, not to mention that he is already married and has children now."

Mu Na is also an infatuated woman. How could she let go? As early as when she heard that the man had been reincarnated, she immediately rushed to him, but for his safety, she did not visit him frequently. Until the man was twenty years old, Mu Na wanted to talk to him with joy, but she found that he was holding the baby in his left hand and his wife in his right hand.

Mu Na couldn't bear to break that picture.

If it weren't for her, he might have lived so happily in his previous life.

Yang Zizi looked up and saw only darkness.

She thought of the little messenger, and she didn't know if Xi Jin was reliable in taking care of the baby.

Half of the hundred years she waited in hell had passed, and the little messenger should be a man who can walk and talk now.

"What are you thinking about?" Mu Na waved in front of her.

"Nothing!" Yang Zizi smiled and shook her head. In another five hundred years, she would be able to see Lun Shengshi and take him back.

Since becoming the God of Hell, Mu Chenyi has been extremely busy, but even so, he still takes time to see her every day.

Sometimes he just glances at her from a distance, and sometimes he sits down to chat with her. When he runs out of topics, he sits with her for several hours without speaking.

During this period of time, Mu Chenyi is happy. As long as he can have her by his side and see her, he is already satisfied.

"Brother." Mu Na called Mu Chenyi, who was handling official business, earnestly.

Mu Chenyi didn't even raise his head.

"It's only ten years away from a hundred years. Aren't you going to tell Zizi the truth? She can't take Lun Shengshi away, let alone save him." Mu Na sympathized with Yang Zizi. For Lun Shengshi, she waited endlessly, and in the end she didn't even know the result.

"What truth?" Mu Chenyi pretended to know nothing.

"Brother, even if Zizi meets Lun Shengshi, she can't take him away, let alone save him. You'll only hurt her if you keep her in hell."

She knew that her brother had been keeping Yang Zizi by his side with a fluke mentality.

"With me here, no one can hurt her."