The World Of Rebirth Is Intolerable Chapter 2 Destiny Is Not Up To Anyone

In his past life, Jingheng had only heard people in the Celestial Realm talk about how Rong Wan was extremely beautiful. But now, due to his relationship with Chou Zhi, he took a few more glances and realized that Rong Wan indeed lived up to the reputation of being a beauty in the Celestial Realm.

With a face like a clear lotus and skin like condensed fat, she outshone the flowers with just a smile. Agile as flowing wind and graceful as falling snow, with just a few glances, Jingheng felt a hint of helplessness in his heart. It was unfortunate that men in the world always favored beauties.

He discreetly withdrew his gaze, but Rong Wan suddenly paused, reaching out to touch his forehead. Jingheng instinctively dodged, only to notice the surprise in Rong Wan's eyes.

"What's wrong today?" she asked, somewhat puzzled as she looked at Jingheng. She must have noticed the fatigue in his eyes, as she shook her head in mock anger. "How did you get so tired? Did you sneak off to steal someone's celestial peach again?"

Jingheng looked at her playful expression and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. He remembered his past life's experiences, softening his heart. Then he shook his head and said, "No, it's just that Lord Gu Yuan came last night and kept me awake."

"If he bothers you again, you tell me, I'll go teach him a lesson," she said with a smile, but Jingheng felt a lump in his throat.

If it weren't for his past experiences, how would he have known that Rong Wan's kindness to him was all fake?

A streak of light floated in the distance, and Rong Wan glanced at it before saying, "Something seems to be happening at the Heavenly Gate today. After you take the wine, go straight back and don't wander around."

Jingheng nodded.

The Flower God's Hall was not far. Jingheng often came here in the past, but now he only looked at the clear lotus pond for her.

In his past life, Rong Wan often said that this clear lotus was of the same origin as him, so he treated it as a sister and often came here to play. But now that he had been reborn, every time he looked at the clear lotus pond, he felt a strange aura of malevolence.

Jingheng frowned, suddenly feeling a pause in his heart. Why did those lotuses, without any intelligence, always seem to be close to him whenever he came?

Rong Wan went back and brought a pot of wine. Seeing Jingheng lost in thought as he looked at the lotus, she joked and set up a stone table, then brought a cold jade wine cup.

"Compared to the colorful flowers in my place, you seem to prefer my pond," Rong Wan said jokingly, but Jingheng couldn't force a smile.

On this day in his past life, he got drunk here. When he woke up, Rong Wan was already dead, and he was almost dead in the underworld's prison.

He looked at the wine pot. In the past, he had only found it beautiful, but now he noticed that when Rong Wan poured the wine, her thumb often pressed a red bead on one side of the wine pot. He had seen it in the underworld—it was called a mandarin duck pot, containing both poisonous and non-poisonous wine. The red bead was the control mechanism.

He took a sip but then looked at Rong Wan and said, "Yan Qing seems to be getting lazier lately. There's something strange about the taste of this wine."

"Perhaps you've been sneaking off to eat something again, so you can't taste it?" Rong Wan took a sip, smiled, and glanced at Jingheng's face. He frowned slightly, seeming uncomfortable, but still drank another cup before saying, "Strange, I've only had two cups, but I feel dizzy. Sister, do you think Yan Qing sent the wrong wine?"

He shook his head, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused. Then he leaned on the table, pretending to be drunk, and said, "I'm tired. Sister, let me sleep for a while..."

As soon as he lay down, Rong Wan pushed him slightly, asking, "Why are you lying down to sleep?"