Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"Yes, I have received the order from the Marquis." Yingyue's voice sounded calmly, but there was some reluctance: "I will leave as soon as possible."

"Yingyue, you are tempted by him." Lan Baifeng bent down and brought her face in front of her: "You know that your resistance is written all over your face."

"Master Hou was joking." Yingyue bowed her head, "I have nothing to do, I'll go back to my room first." Then, she walked to one side, trying to bypass Lan Baifeng and leave.

Unexpectedly, when she passed by Lan Baifeng, she was held by a hand, unable to move on.

"I didn't allow you to leave." Lan Baifeng rudely pulled her in front of her, eyes full of rage: "Who gave you the courage to act without authorization?"

"Young Lord, calm down." Yingyue lowered her head slightly, but did not continue to look at Lan Baifeng.

Cheng Moxun looked at the layers of snow on the ground, a little dazed, she was not sure what would happen next.

"Yingyue, let's get married." Lan Baifeng clasped her shoulders tightly with both hands, forcing her to look up at herself: "We'll get married right away!"

"Young Lord, do you know what you're talking about?" Cheng Moxun felt the extreme rejection in Yingyue's heart, but she still smiled on the surface: "How can I be worthy of you with such a humble status? "

"I don't care!" Lan Baifeng's eyes were a little red, as if he was about to go crazy: "Promise me!"

"Stop making trouble, young master." Yingyuetu struggled to free her hands, but what she got was a stronger pressure. She frowned slightly: "It's an honor for Yingyue to remember it in her heart; but please forgive Yingyue. Really unacceptable."

"I can't forgive!" Lan Baifeng roared angrily in a low voice: "Yingyue, you can only be mine. Tell me why you can't accept it?"

Yingyue's body trembled slightly, she said softly: "Yingyue is just a peasant girl from commoner background..."

"Don't talk about such reasons!" Lan Baifeng pulled out a self-deprecating smile: "You are clearly in love with Tang Qin!"

Yingyue remained silent.

"Say it!" Lan Baifeng smiled wryly, his eyes were full of unwillingness: "Why do you bother to fall in love with him? You know very well..."

"I know there will be no result." Yingyue raised her head, with tears in her eyes: "So I left him."

"It's useless to just leave him." Lan Baifeng's voice was a little cold: "You have to finish all this with your own hands." Every word and every word hit Yingyue's heart heavily: "Can you kill the family feud? forget?"

Influenced by Yingyue, Cheng Moxun felt a heavy chest.

Family feud?This word seems to have been mentioned in the dream of seeing Lan Baifeng last time.

What enmity does Yingyue have with the ghost king's family?Could it be that the Tang family had killed Yingyue's family?

It's getting more and more chaotic, but this seems to explain why Yingyue left the Tang family... No, since she is an enemy, why did Yingyue appear in the Tang family?Also engaged to the ghost king who is the young master Tang Qin?

What's going on here, is it being concealed?
"No...I can't." Yingyue uttered two words with difficulty, and she slowly closed her eyes.

"You have to make a choice." Lan Baifeng's lips pressed against her ear: "Otherwise, I will help you solve it."

"Don't!" Yingyue opened her eyes instantly, her gaze flustered: "You can't do this!"

"I will be jealous and mad." Lan Baifeng stretched out a hand, rubbing her chin with a cold face: "I will do some willful things because I can't bear these emotions... Yingyue, you How can I do this?"

"Impossible!" Yingyue grabbed his hand, her face full of determination: "I...I will do it myself."

"How to do it?" Lan Baifeng looked at her holding his little hand, something flashed in his eyes.

"I...will kill him with my own hands." Yingyue's hands increased strength, she seemed to have made a lot of determination, her eyes were cold: "Please don't interfere in this matter, I will finish everything myself."

"Waiting for your good news." The corners of Lan Baifeng's mouth slightly curled up: "But I still want to marry you."

Cheng Moxun was shocked, she could feel the fluctuations in Yingyue's heart, this kind of mood was complicated and heavy.

But Yingyue just said slowly: "Wait for me to avenge my family." She withdrew her hand, the fingertips still had the warmth of Lan Baifeng's palm.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Lan Baifeng showed a satisfied smile, but how much forbearance was mixed in it was unknown.

The snowflakes were still falling, and Cheng Moxun saw that the blue and white Feng figure in front of him gradually became transparent and finally disappeared before his eyes.

Not far away, there appeared a red-robed woman who looked exactly like herself, but with a maid hairstyle in ancient costume.

How come... Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, she couldn't help but took a step forward, and found that she could move her body.

The woman looked up at the sky with a desolate expression, and when she heard Cheng Moxun's voice, she looked this way.

"Yingyue?" Cheng Moxun murmured, and she slowly walked in front of Yingyue: "Is that you?"

How could he see Yingyue again?Didn't the remnants she had left by the Ghost King's side before also disappear?
"I have no other choice." Yingyue looked at Cheng Moxun, with traces of tears running down her face: "My family members were indeed killed by the Tang family, and I have to avenge my family."

"Then why did you enter the Tang family?" Cheng Moxun thought of the ghost king's painful expression recalling the past, and she couldn't help shouting: "Is this also a revenge plan? You turned around and left for many years, and the ghost king searched for you for so many years? Finally ended his life with your own hands?"

"I never thought I would fall in love with Ah Qin. This incident made me want to abandon my family feud." Yingyue shook her head in pain: "But how can I forget that my family died tragically in front of me."

"Tell me! Tell me everything!" Cheng Moxun roared excitedly. She thought of Aman's words. The ghost king is still suffering in hell. She is not sure whether Aman can really save the ghost king, but she just wants to know what happened back then. the truth.

The ghost king regards the memory with Yingyue as a treasure, and does not want the hundreds of years he has been obsessed with to turn into nothingness.

He was obsessed and refused to leave because he was afraid that these stories from the past would not be remembered.

If Aman can't rescue the ghost king, then this past will really disappear.

She doesn't want to see this result!Cheng Moxun thought excitedly, she must know about this past no matter what, even if it was for the ghost king.

The ghost king can no longer bear this pain alone.

Yingyue stretched out a hand and pointed at Cheng Moxun's chest, her expression looked a little helpless.

"What do you mean?" Cheng Moxun frowned, not understanding Yingyue's behavior.

"I've always been here with you." Yingyue fixed her eyes on her chest: "All the past and the truth are also hidden here."

"But I don't know!" Cheng Moxun looked down at her chest, and she felt a faint anger burning there: "I need you to tell me these things before I know! The person who lived in the previous life was you, not me!"

"But, you are me." Yingyue smiled slightly, calmly facing Cheng Moxun's out of breath.

"What?" The pupils contracted, and Cheng Moxun felt as if a certain part of her heart had been hit. Looking at Yingyue in front of her, a strange feeling began to rise from the depths of her body.

"Why are you obsessed with me and you? We have always been together, and have never been separated." Yingyue tilted her head to look at her: "These dreams and the past are all your own memories."

"What do you mean..." Cheng Moxun couldn't understand Yingyue's words as his mind was in a mess.

"I am just an obsession created by you." A helpless smile appeared on Yingyue's lips: "Ah Qin is not the only one who wants to remember the past."

"You mean..." Cheng Moxun suddenly had many pictures in her mind. She couldn't adapt to it for a while, and could only struggle to understand Yingyue's words.

Yingyue gently caressed her face, her eyes were gentle: "So many things happened, and finally got a crippled ending. Who would be willing?"

"Willing...not reconciled..." Cheng Moxun felt it was difficult to breathe, she desperately wanted to catch the flashing images in her mind, but there were too many, she didn't know how to do it.

"Whether it's Ahqin or Yingyue, I hope that the next life will have a happy enough ending." Yingyue held her face in her hands and fixed her gaze: "So you understand? A ray of obsession."

There was an instant "boom" in his head, as if it had exploded.

Then everything is calm.

Cheng Moxun stared blankly at Yingyue who was smiling brightly in front of her, as if she heard her voice in her ears: "You finally remembered."

Yes, she remembered it all.

Those memories about the past are engraved in my mind at this moment as if arranged.

The emotions brought about by the previous life are too complicated and too entangled.

The heavy depression spread in her heart, Cheng Moxun covered her chest, she couldn't help but squat down in pain, panting with difficulty.

In her previous life, her name was Yingyue, and she was born in a wealthy official family in the south of the Yangtze River.

When Yingyue was 12 years old, floods broke out in the south, and the huge amount of disaster relief funds allocated by the imperial court disappeared.

Her father was framed and framed to steal the silver taels. When the pilgrim believed that she was murdering for money and disregarding the common people in the world, he issued a secret order in a rage and decided to destroy her family.

He was not paraded in the streets, nor was he taken to the beheading platform.

It's just that on a dark and windy night, when most of the people in the mansion were asleep, a group of soldiers in silver armor broke into the mansion and killed everyone they saw.

She was hidden in the rockery in the back garden of the mansion by her sincere servants.

The soldiers moved all the corpses to the back garden and counted them one by one.

She saw with her own eyes that those familiar people in the past, regardless of their status, high or low, male, female, old or young, were brutally murdered. At this moment, they were all lying in front of them.

This became the shadow of a lifetime.

After the soldiers counted, they found that she, the little lady, was not among them, so they launched a large-scale search.

She was thin and small, locked in the gap of the rockery like that, no one noticed.

That night passed extremely long, and before dawn, the soldiers searched for nothing, so they decided to give up.

Then a fire ignited in the mansion.

Trapped in the flames, she thought she was going to die.

As a result, a man in black descended from the sky and took her away from the fire.