The Ghost Lord's Life-Saving Grace

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Blurb:

Meng Yang was only seventeen when she died. Someone had smashed her skull and thrown her body into a river. Surely she should have been consumed by resentment and turned into a vengeful ghost to claim her killer’s life.

Unfortunately, Meng Yang was a bit slow. Perhaps the blow to her head had been too hard, because she forgot everything that had happened before.

She even got to skip the Granny Meng Soup.

She walked back and forth by the Bridge of No Return a few times. The pretty Granny Meng told her to wait a little longer each time, so she had no choice but to wait obediently.

When someone finally arrived, she got a clear look at his face and felt a little relieved. He was handsome, dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold and radiating refinement. She smiled, thinking that at least her wait hadn’t been for nothing.

The man smiled at Meng Yang. Before she could react, he took her dry, pale, frighteningly skeletal hand and led her away.

In the third year after she took up residence in the palace of the underworld, there was a well-behaved baby in her belly.

One night during her pregnancy, a torrential storm raged outside, lightning flashing and thunder roaring. The two of them were curled up together, reading a little storybook.

Suddenly, a muffled clap of thunder sounded. Meng Yang’s head began to ache, and she vaguely remembered something. She turned to him and asked, “Husband... why did you hit me with a rock back then?”

October 26, 2019

Both are each other’s first and only. Happy ending.

Mutual respect. Comments and corrections are welcome. Readers have often asked whether this is a sweet story, so I’ll give a warning in advance: it may be half sweet and half angsty. Read with caution.

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Theme: A love that supports one another is a light for both.