Back When My Husband Was a Ghost

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Story blurb

[Purehearted Little Sun vs. Devoted, Tender, Beautiful but Tragic Man]

Yan Luo, the radiant and lovely little princess of the Celestial Realm, often marvels at how lucky she is to have met such a perfect husband who loves her so deeply.

One day, her husband volunteered to go to the Ghost Realm. He never returned, and everyone said he had perished there.

Yan Luo refused to believe it.

At last, she found a way to enter the Ghost Realm, where she encountered a man bound in chains.

He was a ghost, not a god. To her astonishment, he looked exactly like her husband, but from his expression, it was clear he did not recognize her.

Yan Luo pulled open his clothes and saw the familiar mark over his heart. Overcome with excitement, she could barely contain herself, yet she was also confused.

That identical scar, in precisely the same place, and even the way his brows furrowed: he was unmistakably her husband!

What on earth was going on?

But... her husband was a god!

Only later did Yan Luo learn that, by a twist of fate, she had transmigrated a thousand years into the past.

What she did not know was that because she had come into his life, after she returned to her own time, he, who had once been an evil ghost, chose to tear out his soul and marrow and cultivate himself into a god. He endured endless agony for one reason: so he could see her every day.

Though he did not remember her, he still stood in front of her, killing evil ghosts for her and protecting her as they escaped the Ghost Realm. In that terrifying place, he carved out a safe haven for her.

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"Don't be afraid. I'll get you out."

The little princess tremblingly wiped the blood from his lips and pressed her forehead against his. "Don't die. If you die, I'll go with you."

Just as his hand was about to touch her face, he feared he might sully her and pulled it back. He said softly, "You have to live well. I promise I'll leave you a chance to survive, even if I die."

She was so radiant. He would never let her fall in this gloomy, dark Ghost Realm.

Tips: They choose each other; many original worldbuilding details

★★★ My next book will be a campus story, "To My Secret Crush": a girl secretly loves a boy, then he pursues her.

She is someone who chases the light.

Little does she know that along the way, she is gradually becoming a light herself.

★★★ Historical romance coming soon: "To the Newlyweds" ★★★

[Married First, Love Later | Second Male Lead Pursues Her, Only to Be Rejected]

1.

When Zhao Yun was four, she suddenly became an orphan. General Lu took pity on her lonely, helpless situation and brought the little Zhao Yun into his household to raise her.

The Third Young Master, Lu Jin, was handsome and had been strikingly charismatic from a young age. He chased off the people bullying little Zhao Yun, then, seeing how pitiful she looked, boldly declared, "From now on, stick with me. I'll protect you!"

For those words, over the next decade and more, Zhao Yun trained alongside him, baking under the blazing sun and crawling through the rain. Before long, she had secretly given him her heart.

Then a sudden turn of events forced the Lu family to form a marriage alliance with a family of scholars, in order to resolve their urgent predicament.

The Lu family had daughters of their own, so Zhao Yun never imagined that she would be the one to marry.

She sought out Lu Jin, looked at him, and asked, "Should I marry him?"

"Young Master Shen is a brilliant young man, and the Shen family has no other son. It's a good match."

"All right, I understand. Zhao Yun thanks... Third Brother... for protecting me all these twelve years."

On Zhao Yun's wedding night, Third Young Master Lu gazed toward the Shen residence. Memories of their twelve years together flashed through his mind, leaving him with an indescribable, stifling anguish.

For a moment, the wild thought of snatching A Yun back sprang into his mind. He closed his eyes, gulped down a large mouthful of wine, picked up his sword, and practiced until he was exhausted.

That night, he drank alone beneath the covered walkway, sitting there in a daze until dawn.

After that, every so often, he would casually call out to the person beside him, "A Yun."

When no answer came for a long while, he would look up and belatedly realize she was no longer by his side.

At a banquet, he watched coldly as Shen Mu and Zhao Yun appeared together, inseparable. A string inside him slowly stretched to its limit.

The moment he heard someone call her "Mrs. Shen," the string snapped under the strain. His blood roared and boiled, and he let the absurd thought that kept surfacing only to be suppressed take over, spreading like wildfire until it burned away every bit of his reason.

2.

"A Yun, we've been together for twelve years. What does that mean to you? And now you point a blade at me for an outsider?"

"He's my husband. My parents died when I was young, so he's the closest person I have in this world. If we're being honest, you're the outsider between us."

"If you want to kill my husband, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

3.

Shen Mu fell in love with a girl, but she already had someone in her heart. He quietly watched over her and never disturbed her.

At the time, he did not yet know that one day, the moon he gazed at from afar would fall into his arms.

Theme: The day you appeared, I saw the light