After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

The charm of the two of them was washed away by this sudden movement.

The mirror of Polsephone's dressing table is not a mortal thing, but is made of a huge crystal stone at the bottom of the Styx River, which can perceive living things and accommodate the souls of all things.

Those who break into the underworld rashly, even the gods of Olympus, will be captured by this bronze mirror.

Persephone took the opportunity to push Hades away.

She sat up uninterestedly, and straightened her slightly messy long hair, "Stop making trouble. Go and have a look."

Hades' thick black brows raised slightly, and the cold lines of his palms stroked Persephone's arms, still persistently trying to pull her back.

"I'll talk about other people's affairs later!... I just want to be with you."

Hades squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth firmly, revealing a little bit of greed and willfulness that didn't match his identity.

...she's leaving soon.

This time, he would have to go through spring, summer, and autumn before he could see her again.

Persephone pursed her lips, and pushed Hades' hand wrapped around her down little by little.

"Hades, don't forget your duty."

When she said this, her tone was very cold, and she looked at Hades rationally and peacefully, as if telling him: There is no discussion.

The way the two get along is weird.

Obviously he robbed her and manipulated her, but most of the time, Hades is more like a stubborn and ignorant brat, who needs Persephone to be a teacher to remind him and teach him a lesson.

Seeing Persephone's expression, Hades knew that he couldn't continue.

His eyeballs were as dull as black mercury pills, unhappy, like a wounded lone wolf, as if he was going to get angry with her, or cry to her in the next second.

Seeing this, Persephone took the initiative to bend down, and gave him a light poke, but she didn't dare to get too close, for fear that he would suddenly counterattack.

"Hades, I promise you, I will come earlier next year. Now, let's get down to business."

Hades wasn't much cured by that statement.

With a dark face, he stood up reluctantly.

"If you let me know who is evil, I will wring that person's head off and keep it as a collection!"

Hades cursed.

Persephone sneered, kicked off her shoes, and came to the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror is black and reveals the cave entrance of Tanarus.In the haze, it was the back of a mortal girl.

She looked like she was only in her early twenties, with a thin body, holding the hem of her skirt carefully, and walking staggeringly on the uneven ground of the cave.

There was no lamp in her hand, but only two pieces of wheat yellow, which looked like two slices of bread.

The cave of Tanarus is the only entrance to the underworld other than the River Styx.

Its location is hidden in the mountainside, even ordinary gods don't know it, but they don't know how a girl broke in alone.

Hades and Queen Hades looked at each other.

Hades said calmly, "Whoever dares to trespass in the underworld, no matter who they are, will be punished to hell."

As he said that, he wanted to order his spirit messengers and judges to arrest him.

Persephone closed his eyes and put his fingers on his temples.

"Wait a minute... I sensed that girl. She is a living person with some divine power, not a complete mortal body. I smell a very familiar breath."

——The aura is holy and clear, it doesn't seem to belong to the girl, but it seems to come from a certain god of Olympus.

Hades waved his hand and shortened the distance, making the silhouette in the bronze mirror clearer.

In the shadowy darkness, the girl's face was revealed.

She had an oval face, delicate and clean, but her face was pale, as if she was under great psychological pressure.

At first glance, this girl's appearance makes people feel comfortable, and the longer I look at her, the more shockingly beautiful she becomes.

With such a beauty, ordinary men would be tempted to see it.

However, Hades is naturally less inclined to appreciate "beauty".

He frowned bluntly and stared at it for a while, as if looking at a stone.

"who is she?"

Persephone's beautiful eyes lighted up, "She is Psyche. Aphrodite is torturing her."

"Who is Psyche?"

Persephone's eyes shifted to Hades in disbelief, "You don't even know who Psyche is?"

Eros and her matter, Olympus has long been a hubbub.

In the heavens and on earth, there is almost no god who does not know.

Hades bluntly said, "The underworld is not connected to the outside world. Zeus and I have not seen each other for 300 years. You told me about the current situation of Olympus, and you didn't say anything about Psyche."

Persephone rubbed his forehead.

She should really take him out for a walk earlier, lest he doesn't understand anything like an old-fashioned old man.

She knew all the stories of Psyche, but it was difficult for her to explain them to Hades.

The provocative means of Eros and Hades are completely different styles, the barriers are very thick, and it is difficult for the two to understand each other.

Persephone suddenly had a thought.

"Hades, are you still in pain?"

Hades frowns.

Why did she suddenly ask him such a thing?

Hades raised his neck and put his hands on his hips, "I'm fine."

Persephone interrupted him, laying his hand on his heart, "I mean here."

Hades was really puzzled this time.

I only heard Persephone continue to say, "If you are tortured by golden arrows every day, now, a chance has come to cure your heart disease..."

There was no light around.

Not just light, nothing moving, nothing distracting.

The narrow cave is like a chaotic maw, swallowing all existence in the world.

The feet are soft and pitted, as if stepping on the sticky tongue of some giant monster. The top of the head is the monster's mouth, and the falling water droplets are the monster's mucus.

Psyche panted heavily, regretting breaking into Tanarus so easily.

The bread in her hand was already soaked with sweat.

She wanted to call out, but she couldn't open her mouth or speak—because there were still two copper coins in her mouth.

Things have to start from just now.

Together with her, Cupid came to the entrance of Tanarus. Cupid handed her two pieces of yellow wheat bread and told her to hold them carefully, and throw the bread out first when she was in danger.

Psyche looked at the two slices of bread, they were ordinary and didn't seem to have any special function, how could they help her overcome the danger?

She couldn't help asking him anxiously, "Is there really something terrible hidden in this cave?"

Cupid smiled brightly, "Honey, what are you talking about. This is Hades, of course there will be many, many scary things."

Psyche was startled when he heard the words, but looking at his calm appearance, he seemed to be joking.

"Do not believe."

The man didn't speak any more, he pulled her over wordlessly, stroked her clean chin, lowered his head and gently pried her lips, causing a blush on her pale and colorless cheeks.

Psyche endured the last trace of sweetness in the bitterness.

The tears that had just welled up in his eyes were suppressed again, turning into reluctance and attachment to him.

She also ecstatically pecked at him.

When he pulled away and retreated, two heavy copper coins suddenly appeared on his tongue.

The copper coin was smudged by the temperature between her lips, and soon became warm.

Psyche was shocked for a moment, but Cupid gently covered his mouth.

"Psyche, from now on, don't talk."

Mortals who died normally had a custom of putting a copper coin on their tongue and asking them to take it to Charon, the boatman of the Styx, to cross the river Styx.

Only after crossing the river Styx can one come to the palace of Hades, the king of the underworld.

Psyche is a real person.If she wanted to sneak into the underworld from this cave, she had to pretend to be a dead person.

These two copper coins are exactly the "pocket money" given to her by Cupid.

The reason why I gave two of them was that one would take her there and the other would take her back.

Psyche touched his tightly closed lips subconsciously.

She knew the custom of putting copper coins in the mouths of the dead.

But those copper coins were all placed by people who were close relatives and trustworthy during their lifetime.

Now, Cupid kissed her a copper coin, is it a metaphor that he is already her closest relative and trustworthy person?

Cupid gently wiped the water from her eyelids.

"Don't be so heavy dear, you won't die. If you find it difficult, you can take this trial as an opportunity for rebirth."

His smile condensed on his cheeks, and he raised her slender wrist heavily.

Like a dumb person, Psyche could only blink his watery eyes and stare at him without saying a word.

Cupid squeezed her palm, "I don't believe in any godhead, nor do I believe in good luck. The reason why I am so sure is that I simply and faithfully believe in you."

……

I have to praise Feng Guo Wuhen's superb speech skills under the God of Love.

At that time, Psyche was infected by these words, so he mustered up courage and confidence, and stepped into the cave of Tanarus.

Only after entering the cave did I know that the length and horror of this road is unimaginable without being there.

Presumably Cupid knew the difficulties, so he considered his rhetoric in advance and tricked her, a foolish girl, onto the road.

A drop of cold liquid fell on Psyche's lips.

Very salty.It's a little bit bitter.

Is this the smell of Styx water?

Psyche clenched his fists and walked forward with difficulty.

She even wanted to get down on her stomach and crawl forward, in case something suddenly tripped over her and caught her off guard.

Fortunately, the cave is only a little more gloomy, and the so-called monsters or ghosts have not appeared for the time being.

Psyche took a deep breath.

Cupid had told her not to talk to anyone, and not to help anyone, but now it seems that this place is so terrifying, how could there be people?

Just as he was thinking about it, Psyche felt that the hem of the skirt tightened, as if being grabbed by something.