Wronged Rabbit

The rabbit cried three times in his life.

The first time was when a trafficker's long whip cracked across his back with a resounding snap. Eyes red, he knelt on the ground and saw a valiant young woman general in fine clothes astride her horse. She didn't even look down on him. She bought him.

The second time, he was covered in blood, with a gash across his beautiful cheek. A century of cultivation had been wiped out, but all he felt was relief, relief that he had protected her.

The last time was at the first snowfall on the frontier. The cold caught in his throat, and in the clash of blades, her sword pointed at him. He hadn't expected it. She didn't trust him at all.

As the rabbit cried, he began to laugh. He had been abandoned completely.

When he was exiled, the rabbit raced toward her through the swirling snow. He saw a rebel arrow strike her in the chest and, trembling, held her close. At least he had one last chance to save her. He would trade his life as a demon for hers, though he would be turned forever into a white rabbit unable to speak.

When the woman general was carried off the battlefield, a sharp arrow was lodged in her chest, yet somehow she survived.

Her deputy said that the only other thing brought back from the battlefield with her was a white rabbit on the verge of death.

She didn't care about that at all. She only ordered people to search the battlefield for the rabbit, risking everything. There had been so many rebels. Had he survived?

That elf-like young man had simply disappeared. Well, so be it. She smiled.

May the young man far away live in peace and happiness from now on, free from worry year after year. Lying in her sickbed, the woman general held the white rabbit she had found amid the battlefield ruins and thought quietly.

[Poor bunny's elaborate fantasies]

[Who says the bunny is dumb? He's clearly both silly and stupid]

[A beautiful, devout believer and a god enthralled by the believer's beauty]

Soft, sweet, silly bunny x dashing, spirited woman general

Synopsis of "The Ghost Princess Unearthed Today"

Ye Xiange, the sleeping Ghost King, never expected to wake up and get mixed up with Qi Shuyun, a descendant of the mystic arts. Qi Shuyun was great in every way: no cultivation, but plenty of money. His personality was a little ridiculous and he was rather noisy, and after years of solitude, she couldn't get used to him at first.

But she had no choice. Qi Shuyun took care of her food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and even drew her talismans and arrays. Besides, staying by his side would help her regain her cultivation. When she thought of it that way, there wasn't much she couldn't accept.

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Qi Shuyun was the sole descendant of the Feishan Sect, a mystic arts sect. His family line had been placed under a seal to guard the ghost realm. His father, grandfather, and every ancestor before them had died before turning thirty. At twenty-three, he could count the years he had left on his fingers.

One day, he accidentally awakened the Ghost King, who had been sleeping for a thousand years. Ye Xiange said to him, "Stay by my side. When I regain my strength, I can remove your seal."

Qi Shuyun, who had never imagined the seal could be removed: !!!

From then on, Ye Xiange was showered with attention every day. She couldn't stand the blazing sun, so someone held an umbrella for her. She couldn't eat food that was too hot, so someone blew on it to cool it down. Qi Shuyun even piled all sorts of remarkable inventions into her hands.

Qi Shuyun proudly lifted his chin, fighting for his life!

Later, Qi Shuyun learned to cultivate, and his progress was unbelievably fast.

Ye Xiange: It's fine. Even if he has cultivation, he still can't take me in.

Qi Shuyun ended up broke and penniless, and was looked down on by the other mystic arts sects.

Ye Xiange: It's fine. I don't need to eat, so I won't cost much.

After regaining her strength, she found a way to break Qi Shuyun's seal, thinking that the two of them would never meet again.

Unexpectedly, Qi Shuyun still stayed by her side. She couldn't avoid him or drive him away.

"I'm going back to the ghost realm. Are you still following me?"

Qi Shuyun's eyes flickered, and his face turned suspiciously red. "I'm going to inspect the place I'm supposed to guard. We're going the same way!"

The little ghost beside them hurriedly said, "Ghost King, I'm going the same way too!"

Qi Shuyun turned around and took out a magical artifact to collect the ghost. Get lost! Don't come here and ruin the mood!

Decisive, vengeful red-clad Ghost King x ridiculous, tsundere mystic arts descendant who gets jealous easily

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