The Ghost-Hunting Princess Wants a Husband

All I remember is that night... I was light on my feet, able to come and go as I pleased, and full of heroic spirit! “Handsome” doesn’t even begin to describe me!!! But just because I took one extra glance at a ghost, I was unceremoniously sent to ancient times! And not just that, I ended up in the body of a madwoman?! Wu Qiqi could hardly stop herself from cursing.

She’d planned to live quietly while looking for a way home. Who could have guessed that a marriage contract would bind her to the regent, a man rumored to be a demon from hell? Xiaoxiao was frantic. “Miss! How about we...” Wu Qiqi waved a hand calmly. “Xiaoxiao, don’t be so spineless! Your young lady would never do something as cowardly and melodramatic as running away from her wedding!”

Xiaoxiao’s mouth twitched as she put on a miserable expression. “Miss, I meant, why don’t we end our own lives? It’d be better than dying at the regent’s hands. That would be worse than death! Besides, knowing you... we’d probably die horribly. And that regent...”

After hearing Xiaoxiao’s vivid description, Wu Qiqi sprang out of bed like a carp leaping from water. “Xiaoxiao! Hurry up and pack. I’m taking you and making a run for it!”