Wen Yu was born with an ill-fated yin fate, born in a coffin and raised in a ghostly realm. He thought a modern school campus would keep him away from the supernatural, but a foolish bet forced him to spend the night in a century-old grave.
At midnight, black mist rose, and vicious ghosts wrapped around him, sucking out his soul and threatening his life! Just as his yang energy ran out and his soul began to leave his body...
A hand, cold as ice, gently cupped his face. A blood-red wedding gown brushed across his rapidly cooling eyelids.
"Don't move," the figure whispered tenderly, her voice ethereal yet achingly familiar. "Your yang energy is leaking."
When he looked up, he saw a woman wearing a phoenix crown and bridal robes. She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet pale as paper, her eyes filled with a love and tenderness that had endured for a hundred years.
Her vermilion lips parted, and she dropped a thunderbolt of a revelation:
"Husband, Xiaoyu is here to replenish your strength."
Only after Wen Yu followed the ancestral compass and scattered fragments of memory did he discover, to his horror, that this ghostly wife who had followed him from the Republican era was not only the Lin family's young lady, who had died of sorrow because of him...
She was also the founding patriarch of the Wen family's mystical lineage, whose inheritance had long been lost.
In his previous life, he saved her lonely spirit, and she promised him a life together. Now, yin and yang had reversed, and his ghostly wife had become his master. With one bizarre campus incident after another, malevolent feng shui masters watching from the sidelines, and a huge secret behind the Wen family's bloodline, Wen Yu, born in a coffin, had only one ally: his ancestral ghost-wife, dressed in bridal red and boundlessly powerful, who was always trying to "replenish his strength."
