Xiao Muyan was the proposed bride.
After he traveled through time and became an embryo, after his birth, the mission given to him by his family was to become the bride of the enshrined Lord Goblin.
His wishes were not important to the family. Xiao Muyan felt like a caged bird, wearing comfortable and precious clothes and being kept in a gorgeous house.
But he had no way to change. Under heavy supervision, he could only live a boring life.
Waiting for the coming of age ceremony, by which time it means that he has matured and is ready to offer sacrifices.
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Finally the day of the coming-of-age ceremony arrived.
Xiao Muyan, who had no power to restrain a chicken, could only be at the mercy of the servants and could not do anything.
His lips were coated with lipstick, giving them an alluring gloss.
Wearing a pure white wedding dress, the wedding dress was cumbersome and too gorgeous, which made Xiao Muyan feel heavy and extremely uncomfortable, but she could only accept it.
After getting ready, he was carried into a bright red sedan chair. Under the watch of everyone, he left the place where he had stayed for more than ten years and came into contact with the outside world for the first time.
He was thrown in front of a gloomy house with his sedan chair.
The surroundings were quiet. He had been waiting in the sedan chair for a long time. When he couldn't help but walk out, he felt as if he was the only one left in the world.
Looking at the wooden door splattered with blood in front of him.
Xiao Muyan took a deep breath, overcame her fear, and knocked on the ancient house that had been silent for twenty years.
The wooden door slowly opened.
He raised his feet and walked in.
Under the eaves, the awakened ghost master was watching him.
A black figure about two meters long, with long arms and legs, a faceless pure white face, and a strange distortion.
Although he obviously had no eyes, Xiao Muyan felt that he was looking at her.
The fear of facing the unknown crept into Xiao Muyan's heart, and her body couldn't stop trembling.
The courage he mustered up was punctured by fear. Perhaps he had broken the pot and wanted to be happy.
Xiao Muyan forced herself to approach the black shadow and whispered: "Ghost... Lord Ghost."
Seeing the black shadow reaching out towards him, he thought he was going to kill him, and his eyes were closed uncontrollably.
But he never thought that the ghost did not kill him, but carried him into a clean room. He lay on the ghost's cold shoulder, opened his eyes, and was a little confused about the current development.
He was gently placed on the bed by the ghost. He seemed to know the fragility of human beings, so he was extra careful.
Then, an ethereal voice sounded in his ears.
"Zhengyi."
Xiao Muyan repeated doubtfully: "Zheng Yi?"
Ghost: "It's Zhengyi."
Xiao Muyan seemed to understand what he meant: "Are you Zhengyi?"
Ghost: "It's Zhengyi."
His tone was a little higher, as if he was happy because Xiao Muyan was right.
Intention: Never give up on yourself!