Married to the Lord of the Deep Mist

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After Meng Zhaozhao returned to her village to farm, she noticed that things in the house were always being moved.

The new glass cups kept mysteriously breaking.

Black marks, like water stains, appeared on the mat by the front door.

The potted plants in the courtyard were always in different places when she woke up the next morning.

She thought the old house was falling apart and a thief had gotten in, so she had it renovated and changed the locks.

But after that, she kept "finding" one pitiful little creature after another in the middle of the night, receiving all kinds of strange visitors in cloaks, and collecting weird rewards whenever they left.

At last, she confirmed that she wasn't the only "resident" in the house. After much thought, on a pitch-black, rainy night, Meng Zhaozhao left a note for her "neighbor":

"Hello, my name is Meng Zhaozhao. What should I call you?"

As soon as she finished writing, the wind rose, and the paper beneath her pen spread open, revealing a cool, reserved message in rose-gold lettering:

"You may call me chnoshkh·xond."

It was a long, long time before Meng Zhaozhao learned that chnoshkh·xond meant "my dear husband" in the language of the Deep Mist _(:з"∠)_

The broken Deep Mist lay silent in the darkness.

Then, one long and dreary day, a human suddenly trespassed into his territory.

He stared at her with irritation and malice, wrapping her in fear, pain, and despair, but what he felt from her was warmth, acceptance, and hope.

The Deep Mist fell in love with her.

Theme: A strange fate across time and space