Me and My Deceased Wife

Robbery｜The love between man and ghost｜Hate the sea and love the sky｜Chasing his wife at the crematorium The Yin Emperor & the Cold Queen When Yuan Zhi died, the red and green tiles were covered with white tiles. Hot teardrops ran across the palm of his hand, and a pair of tear-filled eyes came into view. "Azhi." A familiar soft call rang in her ears, and she wiped away Xiao Hengyu's remaining tears with trembling hands. The love hidden in my heart surpasses the hatred of the past and turns into tears. "Mother." The young child knelt in front of the hospital bed, holding her fingers that were getting colder with his little hands. Her hands suddenly dropped weakly, and the beads tightly tied to her wrists were broken into pieces. Yuan Zhi died and became a wandering lonely soul. She stared blankly at herself lying on the collapse, and in her lowered gaze appeared a figure who had been kneeling in silence for a long time. A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and his trembling fingertips suddenly passed through the kneeling man's black hair. "Xiao Hengyu, stop crying." Why do I hate her so much that my clothes are wet with tears? The blood flowed down, and the emperor vomited a large mouthful of black blood. Spring snow was rustling under the eaves, and Xiao Hengyu's temples suddenly turned as white as frost. Yuan Zhi saw him picking up his body and sitting in front of the palace looking up at the snow. Cry sometimes, laugh sometimes. From the faint morning light to the desolate moonlight. Xiao Hengyu went crazy. He has always been a madman. When the imperial edict came from the capital, she was to marry the prince Xiao Hengyu. He threatened the safety of her mother's clan, so she had to marry. He was vicious and ruthless, and the cold murderous intent seeped into his bones. The coldness between the eyebrows is as cold as the thick snow on the top of the mountain, and the slightest touch is bone-piercing cold. She hates him and just wants to avoid him. She is fond of the gentle young general Pei Huainian. The one who accompanied her to enjoy the snow, gave her a hosta, and protected her from danger. She complained that she was ill and did not see Xiao Hengyu, so he stayed at the front of the palace every day to deliver medicine. She pretended to be arrogant and smashed the dishes on the table, so he carefully picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and cooked her favorite dishes himself. He indulged her unreasonable behavior and pretended to be ugly to make her smile and please her. She didn't seem to hate him anymore. The late emperor passed away due to illness, and Prince Xiao Hengyu ascended the throne. An imperial edict made her a queen, and an imperial edict sentenced Pei Huainian to Lingchi. She hated him with all her heart. That night Xiao Hengyu clasped her wrist, and the clear tears flowed to her lips. There was a mixture of salt and bitterness in her mouth, and she also recognized his hatred. "Azhi, who can do it, him or me?" Her breath lingered, and when her lips parted, she deliberately called him Pei Huainian. Her misty eyes were bloodshot, and the red rope suddenly bound her limbs. He tore off her thin clothes, and all the restraint and forbearance of the past years were revealed. He leaned forward and pressed forward, venting all his love and hate on her. He's crazy. He imprisoned her, he loved her, he hated her. But she finally left him. He refused. In the eighth year of Jingning, Su Xue was graceful, and Xiao Hengyu was independent in the snow field. A bunch of willow branches and a yellow talisman. The willow branch waved down and the talisman burned out. The cold wind carried blowing snow, and sporadic fires kept flickering on and off in the long night. He saw her. The talisman paper dispersed in the wind, and the writing on it disappeared like smoke. The wind howled, and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky closed their eyes. "My wife Yuan Zhi's soul returns to Yongning." ———————————— *Opened in October, thank you for your support. *Because the heroine is a ghost in the later stage, it is classified as fantasy. *Female not male C, emotional flow. *There is a reason for the death of the second male lead, and he is not executed for no reason. Intention: The world is full of ups and downs