The ghost wife of the paranoid prince

Huai Shuhan looked at the people around him from time to time, but couldn't explain why he saved this person.

I regret saving him, and I regret not saving him.

He is vacillating, and now he can only take one step at a time. Maybe Ji Houyan will open the mausoleum for him after he knows that he saved him.

Thinking like this, Huai Shuhan no longer bothered about saving him.

After dawn, Huai Shuhan dragged him to the tree.The trees in this forest are towering, and the sun is dark even when it comes out, so he doesn't have to worry about getting sunburned.

I don't know if it was too much movement, Ji Houyan woke up leisurely when leaning against the tree, Huai Shuhan was about to retreat when he grabbed his hand suddenly, he struggled, but did not break away.

"Don't move, the wound on my back still hurts." Ji Houyan said, his voice hoarse, but he suddenly laughed, his expression a little crazy.

Huai Shuhan looked at him like he was insane, did this man fall from that tree and break his brain?

Ji Houyan smiled for a while and stopped smiling. He was still worried that he would not see Huai Shuhan when he woke up. After all, Huai Shuhan hated himself, and it was understandable for him to leave while he was in a coma. He didn't take the opportunity to suck all his blood, but saved himself instead.

So even if he hates himself, is he still reluctant to bear himself?

Ji Houyan was ecstatic in his heart, so he laughed naturally, but seeing that Huai Shuhan was staring at him, he stopped smiling, changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book, and clutched his chest in pain.

"You have a knife wound on your back." Huai Shuhan couldn't bear it, and reluctantly explained to Ji Houyan, who had a broken brain, and asked again: "You...have your brain broken?"

"What?" Ji Houyan didn't understand.

Huai Shuhan pursed his lips, staring at him with a pair of glazed eyes.

It took Ji Houyan a while to realize Huai Shuhan's meaning. He coughed dryly to cover up his gaffe, and changed the subject in a not very clever way: "Is my knife wound okay?"

Huai Shuhan nodded.

"Then this is the bottom of the cliff?"

Huai Shuhan nodded again.

Ji Houyan said: "Is this a valley?"

Huai Shuhan shook his head, thought for a while, and nodded again.

If Ji Houyan asked several questions in a row before and got only two answers, nodding or shaking his head, he would have been furious, but now he suddenly changed his temper _-like, much gentler.

"Then let's find a way out."

Huai Shuhan looked at Ji Houyan suspiciously: "Can you leave now?"

Ji Houyan had already stood up, and the next moment he fell back to the ground with no color on his face.

"Rest here first." Huai Shuhan said, "I'll look for medicine later."

Ji Houyan didn't want to show his weakness, but he didn't expect the knife wound on his back to be so serious.

"Where do you go to find medicine?"

Huai Shuhan thought that Ji Houyan was afraid that he would run away, and said, "It's near here, come back soon."

He searched for the medicine for a long time, but fortunately he remembered the route and found it quickly.

Huai Shuhan brought back the medicinal herbs and untied the cloth belt tied on Ji Houyan's body. The wound on his back hadn't healed yet, but luckily the bleeding stopped.

Huai Shuhan handed the unsmashed medicine to Ji Houyan: "Smashed."

Ji Houyan directly swallowed the herbal medicine with his hand holding the medicine, and frowned unconsciously for a few times.

"It's very bitter." Huai Shuhan reminded him.

Ji Houyan spat out the crushed herbs into his hands, and then asked, "Did you get the herbs that were applied earlier?"

Huai Shuhan nodded: "You fainted, there is no way to let yourself die."

As he said, he quickly changed Ji Houyan's medicine and bandaged him again.

After finishing these, Huai Shuhan cleaned up the herbs on the ground.

He lowered his head, revealing his fair and beautiful back neck, and Ji Houyan, who was dangling white, was distracted, with a dry mouth.Ji Houyan suddenly reached out and took Huai Shuhan's hand.Huai Shuhan was startled, and was about to break free and pull it out, but Ji Houyan held it tightly, Huai Shuhan couldn't help frowning, his expression already displeased.

"Let go."

"There's no need to clean up these." Ji Houyan knew that he was displeased, but he didn't want to let go.

His fingertips gently rubbed Huai Shuhan's skin, which was so delicate and smooth that it was hard to put it down.

Huai Shuhan's hairs stood on end, he was extremely sensitive, especially to Ji Houyan's touch.This body is familiar with the lust given by Ji Houyan, and even a slight touch on the bed can make him tremble, and his whole body is soft, not to mention that Ji Houyan will force him to say some unpleasant words.

Huai Shuhan's face was as white as wax, and the disgust in his heart condensed into a ball.He hated this kind of self, hated the self who was obviously forced to end but couldn't help it, hated that this body violated his will.

Obviously Ji Houyan didn't prescribe / medicine to him, but in the end he was able to pester the other party to ask for it.

too disgusting.

Even if Huai Shuhan thought about how softly he lay under Ji Houyan's body, how he let him get what he wanted, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.His teeth chattered, looking at Ji Houyan was like seeing a ghost who locked his soul.

Sensing that something was wrong with Huai Shuhan, Ji Houyan let go slightly, but did not let go of him.He went to break Huai Shuhan's jaw, but Huai Shuhan waved his hand away again.

"Don't touch me." Huai Shuhan almost screamed, "Don't touch me again."

Ji Houyan's hand was hanging in the air, whether he touched it or not: "Shu Han..."

Huai Shuhan took a few steps back, his whole body on alert: "Don't touch me again."

"Impossible." Ji Houyan will not give in on this point, he is domineering and has a strong possessive desire: "You are mine, how can you not touch me?"

When Huai Shuhan heard this, he looked at him with a strange expression, tilted his head and said, "You know I'm dead, don't you?"

In fact, Huai Shuhan had thought of this a long time ago. It is impossible for Ji Houyan to have no doubts after such a long time, not to mention that he has "sleeped" for so long, and his soul cannot always remain a tangible entity. If he wants to regain consciousness, he must Blood.

It's just that he hasn't asked for so many days, Ji Houyan hasn't said anything, and Huai Shuhan doesn't want to expose this layer of window paper.

But it's different now, Ji Houyan knew he was not human, so how dare he touch him?

Huai Shuhan murmured: "You know, I am long gone."

He didn't feel sad when he said it, and he didn't feel sad because he was not alive.But Ji Houyan's heart was about to break, Huai Shuhan was powerless and had to admit it, and had no choice but to face it calmly.

Ji Houyan wanted to touch him, but Huai Shuhan avoided him, so he could only say: "Shuhan, I don't care if you are a human or a ghost."

Huai Shuhan seemed to hear some funny joke, he showed a touch of sarcasm: "That's because you never knew my true face."

"I don't care." Just as Ji Houyan finished speaking, a gust of dark wind suddenly blew in, making it extremely frightening.What appeared in front of him was Huai Shuhan, whose skin had been peeled off, blood was bleeding and flesh was rotten.His hands were broken and hung on his sides, his face was covered with blood and bones, and no skin could be seen.His white clothes were stained with blood, his feet were broken, and he was standing in a strange posture.

"You still say you care about me like this?"

Ji Houyan had to admit that he was frightened by Huai Shuhan's appearance.

He took life and death, and he was cruel, but not so cruel that he skinned a person alive.

Huai Shuhan was right in front of him, the bloody face couldn't be seen clearly, what could be seen was a mass of rotten flesh in the bloody body.

This scene had a great impact on Ji Houyan.He also thought countless times what it would be like to lose his skin, but it was still not as terrifying as what he saw.

"This is my true face." Huai Shuhan returned to his former appearance, and he looked at the astonished Ji Houyan mockingly: "What you see now is only my appearance, but you know that I have no skin after I become a ghost. In this way, What else do you care about?"

No one would like the terrifying appearance of him after death. At least Ji Houyan didn't run away in fright. It is known that some people saw him so frightened that they couldn't stand upright and crawled away.

When Huai Shuhan thought that Ji Houyan was too frightened to touch him again, he stretched out his hand and gently touched his cheek.

Huai Shuhan was taken aback, Ji Houyan said distressedly: "Shuhan, does it hurt?"

For a moment, his eyes were red, his eye sockets were wet, and a tear trail that he didn't even notice fell down.

For so many years, people who met him were scared away, even if they met ghosts, they just pity him and tell him not to wait.No one had ever cared first how much it hurt when he was skinned.

He always thought that the first person who cared about him would be Meng Yuqing, but he never thought that it was Ji Houyan who forced him to escape and bullied him.

"How could it be you?" Huai Shuhan burst into tears like rain: "Why is it you?"

Huai Shuhan followed him for a long time, Ji Houyan beat him, scolded him, gave him medicine, and tried many prostitution/tools on him.He also bullied him and broke his spine, but he never made Huai Shuhan compromise, never made him beg for mercy.Apart from watching him cry when he couldn't stand it on the bed, this was the first time Ji Houyan saw him cry.

There was no grief, no heart-piercing yelling, this person was just so quiet, he didn't seem to realize that his tears were falling.

Most of what Ji Houyan sees is the expression of Huai Shuhan without sadness or joy, neither happy for things nor sad for himself, neither resentful nor resentful.He rarely saw him smile once, rarely saw him showing a soft side, and rarely saw him cry.

He had raised male pets, and those people who wanted to cry pulled him with pear blossoms and brought rain, weeping and weeping, Ji Houyan was almost bored.But Huai Shuhan's tears were a deadly poison, the tears flowed down to the bottom of his heart and penetrated into every part of his body, causing fine pains all over his body.

Ji Houyan never thought that there would be such a person, a single tear could tear his heart apart, even his bones hurt so badly that his whole heart was broken on the ground.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that fell from Huai Shuhan: "Don't cry, I know you are in pain, you were in pain at that time."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Ji Houyan comforted: "I have killed many people, and I have seen people scarier than you, why am I afraid of you?"

"But I'm dead."

Ji Houyan said distressedly: "I know."

"People and ghosts have different paths."

"I don't care." Ji Houyan stroked his cheek: "Shu Han, I never care."

But he doesn't love the man in front of him, he wants to accompany the man in the cemetery.

Huai Shuhan begged: "Then can you help me open Meng Yuqing's tomb?"